1000 Faces (Part 30)

I know I had this “titles starting with the letter F” theme going on but I’m going to take a break from that because hey, it’s my blog and I can do whatever I want.

The post that I not-so-subtly implied was going to be titled Future? It’s still appropriately named. That’s for later, let’s look to the here and now. Today is a gift, that’s why they call it the present. Or something like that.


It took a long time to draw 129’s hair. The bangs are a mess, but I like how the ends came out.

And speaking of ends, I don’t know what else to say so I’m just done with this post.

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I saw this picture of a woman and had to draw her. She had a very distinctive nose, which was a good enough excuse to get off my butt and get to work.

Just kidding, I’m probably on my butt when I draw more than anything else.

I’ve been having some troubles keeping my theme going, because titles starting with the letter F can be hard to fit with the things I want to draw. But don’t worry, it’ll be the future soon.

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There’s that saying, “it takes two to tango.” If it really takes two to tango, then being the last tango dancer on Earth must be a grim prospect. I’m reminded of that Twilight Zone episode where this bookworm character just wants to be left alone so he can read. He finally gets his wish when nuclear war kills everyone else, but then his glasses break and he’s left alone with all these books he can’t read.

It’s the same sad story if you replace nerdy bookworm with tango dancer. Who’s gonna dance with you when everyone’s dead from the nuclear firestorm?

It takes two.


The funny thing about body language is if I drew the woman’s expression differently but kept all else equal, this would be a depiction of unwanted contact on the dance floor.

It takes two to tango but some girls just want to be alone and do the robot in the corner or something. Personal space invaders, man.

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From the Deep

I’m going to be honest here: the only work of H.P. Lovecraft’s that I’ve actually read is “Cool Air”. Which is a neat little story, but probably not what most people think of when they hear his name.

Any knowledge I have of his Cthulhu Mythos is entirely through pop culture, videogames, and South Park.


On that note, I once tried to play Call of Cthulhu: Dark Corners of the Earth. I say “tried” because I never got past the first level. That’s not because it was a scary game (though it was) but because I am apparently the worst at sneaking and kept getting caught at a crucial hallway. I uninstalled the game in a fit of rage. And relief, because it was actually really creepy.

Of all the things I am about, that’s not one of them.

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Did you know Michael Faraday was born in a place called Newington Butts? The 10 year old in me was amused at least.


His Faraday Cage has been immortalized in the pop cultural zeitgeist of the 2000s through that ridiculous scene in The Sorcerer’s Apprentice wherein the nerdy goofball woos his crush by locking them in a cage while tesla coils zap around them to the tune of OneRepublic’s “Secrets”. Who says romance is dead?

Coincidentally, The Sorcerer’s Apprentice featured not only the Faraday Cage but the Nicholas Cage as well.

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It’s been a long week. I’ve been broken down on a mental, physical, and spiritual level. Which is like, all the levels.

Sometimes life gives you lemons and sometimes life gives you pineapples and you’re just like, what is this, I can’t even. Pineapples, really?

It’s a bummer at first. Then you look up recipes for pineapple pie, pineapple pizza, pineapple sorbets, and all manner of pineapple pizzazz.


And suddenly you’re not so bummed because pineapple is actually a delicious source of Vitamin C.

There was a life lesson somewhere in this metaphor but now I’m just hungry.

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Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage.


Despite all my rage I am still just crippled by old age.


Despite all my rage I am still just an enormous green rage monster.


This post brought to you by The Smashing Pumpkins.

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I think this is the first time in forever that I’ve made two posts in one day.


I don’t know how to feel about that.

But the whys of it can be explained via haiku:

Why do my homework?

When I can draw more instead?

Ha ha ha ha ha

I’m a poet and I did know it, but I didn’t want people snapping at me all the time.

I sense a theme starting in these titles, so tomorrow will probably also involve an F somewhere. Hopefully not on my homework grades.

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Somehow my “completely different” post still features shirtless men.


And that’s okay with me. Gotta play to your strengths and all that.

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For Rudy

While drawing these, the 1998 classic “One Week” by the Barenaked Ladies was on repeat.

(This is a bold-faced lie for the purpose of this segue.)

Now speaking of bare naked ladies…


It didn’t seem right to have a post dedicated to shirtless men and not have one for the women too. I’m an equal opportunity naked-person-drawer.


I don’t like the proportions on this one. Let’s move on.

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I’m not one for words today, but lucky for me, there’s enough pictures here to be equivalent to 4,000 words. Which gets me thinking about whether or not my professors would accept an essay done as a picture book. Probably not.

For something completely different, the next post will be titled “Fight”.

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