Derrick Brown of Write Bloody Publishing asked me to design a shirt for him to sell and promote his company. I always find shirt graphics a little strange and imagery seems almost arbitrary. Really, if there is no specifics other than the company branding, the goal I suppose is to make something cool. So I made a bunch of different sketches of things that I were interesting and I fired them off. Derrick liked this drawing of an old spaceman sitting in his library drinking some scotch. He requested some adjustments taking the initial image in a bit of a different direction and wrote some copy to accompany it. I was happy with the end result.
I’m not quite sure what my fascination is with spacemen. I feel like they are lost, wandering, and often out of place. It’s kind of like they were never supposed to be wherever it is that they are. Isn’t that the lot of an intrepid explorer? My uncle once told me that heroes don’t come home. The melodrama of someone’s end being shrouded in mystery is quite tantalizing. I have to admit that a large percentage of my daily jogs are consumed with fantasies of my unexpected and mysterious disappearance. Spooky! “We thought you were dead. We had a funeral and a coffin, a gravestone.” “What was in the coffin?”
Here are the initial sketches:
