“Today, in our field, there is so much talent and recognition that we are reaching a saturation point. An artist should no longer strive only for breathtaking craftsmanship; he should, instead, try to help us live better, either by dressing the wounds that are constantly being opened by society, or by offering solutions to get us out of the mess we’re in…But it’s going to be difficult and we have a lot of work to do.” - Jean 'Moebius' Giraud

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

GRASS, IVY, AND RAIN_90 minutes

It has been an exhausting day full of inane drawings then capped by a dinner meeting full of sobering news. But as crazy or as irrelevant as all of that, let me just say this:

"You are so cool."

SMOKIN' HOT WOMEN_90 minutes

Someone at lunch said that term: "Man, there are some seriously smokin' hot women walking around..."

So yeah. This is what came into my head when I heard that. True, it's somewhat absurd, but my head doesn't register things correctly sometimes. And while I certainly don't advocate smoking in any fashion (it's disgusting to me, to be perfectly honest), 'smokin' hot women' on the other hand....well, they ain't so bad.

And the guy was right. There were indeed, a whole lot of beautiful women walking about at lunch today. One of them was called 'Frankie'. Let's see if I can remember her features. Hmmm.....

Tuesday, December 18, 2007


"Never having traveled this far west and on her own before, Aria has exhausted her ration supply. The slave animal's stomach grumbles empty under her saddle as she scans the arctic horizon for a reprieve from the weather; a place to rest for the night..."

Monday, December 17, 2007


"He was a soldier by the looks of his tattered uniform. The winter water had devoid his skin of color and his body was mangled, perforated with shrapnel. Aria could see that he had very little time left..."

Friday, December 14, 2007

Wednesday, December 12, 2007


GRENDEL PRIME_90 minutes

I'm home. I'm behind on our bet. I refuse to give Jon a penny.

This took just slightly longer than the usual 90. What caused the hold up, you ask? Buckles. Lot's and lots of f*cking buckles.

Thanks for all the words of encouragement, folks. You're all tops in my book. Skotti - the next one's for you.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

"I'M GONNA GET 'ROCK BAND'!"_90 minutes

So here it is, the 11th of December and there's only three...count 'em - THREE images up so far! Jon's gonna get him an awesome video game! Three images! Ha!

Anyways, Eric's back home full time (from his 'spiritual excursion' - WTF?!) and this'll probably be the last post from me for a bit...well, unless of course something throws him for another loop or whatever. And let me tell you, it doesn't take all that much; women, a bad episode of 'The Hills', the equinox. It doesn't take much. Point is, he's back and he's seven images shy! Suck on that 'Enter the Canete'! BTW, you don't even know how much crap (out of love and respect, of course) he's gotten for a title like 'Enter the Canete'....c'mon, that's almost too easy, isn't it? God bless you Chris Arrant of News-A-Rama for giving us such awesome ammo!

To commemorate my insurmountable lead and my inevitable victory, I leave you with pictures I took last night that represent the proverbial 'thrill of victory' and the 'agony of defeat':



Have a great week and an excellent X-mas! I know I will! Because in about 20 days I'm gonna be all, "...I've seen a million faces...and I've ROCKED THEM ALL!...I'm a cowboy..." Whoo!

Friday, December 07, 2007

VINTAGE_90 minutes

Eric writes:

"90 minute exercise done while listening to the Aerosmith song 'What It Takes' - love me that song. I don't know how many of these I have in me by way of the Absolut variety, but I'm guessing probably half a dozen more. I'd better get crackin'..."

So I've read a few emails from the good readers of this blog in support of Eric winning our bet. Good for Eric, I'm glad he has some people who have faith in him. That's really what good fans should do, support their pick. I just wish I could take all of your money too.

I have faith too. Faith in my ability to wash a car, but even more faith in my ability to put $10 to good use.

You might say, "Hey Jon, buying 'Rockband' isn't the wisest move in the world, don't you have bills to pay?"

And I would respond, "Find your own rockstar artist to bamboozle into an impossible feat!"
So here you go Canete fans, "Absolut Vintage". It's really too bad Eric doesn't drink, he's going to need something to ease the pain of an empty wallet.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

ABSOLUT_90 minutes

According to Eric:

" A preliminary sketch done for a digital painting I plan to do later, intended for portfolio purposes. I'm not sure if I'm going to keep the background in the final, but it's a good place holder for now. My main concern is how to render a frosted bottle of Absolut in color - I've never had to do that before."

Whatever. You still ain't gonna get 30 images done, man. 'Render' that...

If you want to see some serious rendering, go visit Eric's buddy ANDY PARK - and yes, it's *that* Andy Park; rockstar comic book artist of "Tomb Raider" from Top Cow fame. But more importantly, Andy is now one of the main concept artists at SCE (that's Sony Computer Entertainment, for the non-gamer familiar) tasked to handle the franchise game "God Of War". You may have heard of it. Make with the clickie on his name there on on the side bar. Yeah - he's that good.

You still owe me six images, E. Whats the hold up? Haha!

Wednesday, December 05, 2007


Eric's still out. But in speaking with him today I asked him if his blog was going to suffer because of his absence? He says, "Nah...I'll upload stuff later on."

Then in looking at all of his posts in the past, it came to our attention that he has never posted more than 14 images in a single month. And even then, the month that had 14 posts in it included his Marvel Masterpieces cards and I told him those didn't count. I just think that the guy is slackin'.

"You know, I think I can put up an image a day for 30 days," he boasts.

"Horsesh*t," I say with conviction.

"Okay, I bet you that I do one image a day for the month of December totaling 31 images at the end of the month, even if I have to do a couple retroactively during the month to catch up on busier days. For every day I miss, I owe you $10," says the rube.


"Yeah...serious. But if I do, when I get back, you're cleaning my car....or something"

"It's Wednesday, December 5th already....ZERO images, you already owe me $50!"

"No, no...remember the rules: I can do those retroactively," he explains.

"Cheap and cheating bastard. You're *still* out of your mind...okay! Bet!"

So, to summarize:

If E is is not jockeying his desk, getting sh*t done....

...and if instead he's....oh, I dunno, let's say hypothetically...at the "Happiest Place on Earth" (TM and (c) Disney) hanging out with our buds instead...

...then I'm gonna have me some serious X-Mas cizzash! Actual monies not shown here, that wouldn't be classy...and because I don't have it yet.

Let's see if Mr. Incognito can get 7 images done by the end of the week. This is gonna be easy. I'm gonna take my winnings and get me "Rock Band" for the XBOX 360... make Eric sing "Wanted"! Merry f*ckin' X-Mas to me! Whoo-hoo!

Monday, December 03, 2007


Eric is supposed to be under cover (more like 'under the covers') and he's going to be incognito for another week or so, but until his return, I think he would want to inform all of you about his interview for News-A-Rama. I'm sure it won't do anything but make him and his inflated ego that much more unbearable, but please give it a read and maybe leave a comment about how much you've enjoyed the series thus far. If nothing else, let's all get a good laugh about how seriously he takes himself. Yeah, he's a press whore. Anyways, here's the link:

ENTER THE CANETE: Talking Iron Man with Eric Canete

Seriously... 'Enter The Canete'? God, he's just going to be so uncontrollable now.

BTW, he swears that white area in this pic is neither a set of cottage cheese ridden butt cheeks nor breasts. But that's probably a lie. "It's blankets," he says. "I swear!"

Press. Whore.