Illustrator, artist and graphic artist with a love for story telling and creating dynamic art. I have a love of scifi, science, and history. Interested in visual development and comics. - Kevin M. Russell
Surprised I'm adding a new post. I have been at this artistic pursuit of mine for some time. Its been interesting and occasionally I step back and look at what I'm doing and say I have been improving. Yet the vision for where I want to go still moves. On to the illustration art stuff.
The last few years have been trying, especially these last almost two years. Eye opening and clarifying on how I view our society and some personal relationships. Its sick how much we hold each other back and how it's the ones you love will be the ones who let you down in critical times. Yet they show right back up like nothing happened demanding more and trying to keep you in a box.
Especially in my experience being an artist/illustrator/storyteller. Count your blessings if your family has your best interest. If they don't , keep moving and hold your own. Some wise folks years ago told me to go my own way after art school, at the time it only worked for me to go back home and do the "right" thing. That next few taught me that it's the ones you love who hurt you most. Do not underestimate the pettiness and bitterness that people hold in there heart. They will try to take away your hear and soul.
Luckily I have been able to hold my own and these last couple years have just dropped the load of giving a shit about what those who claim to love me expect. I should have done this years ago in hindsight. I think I am wiser and certainly able to handle my own. Pushing myself into my art and making what I can and want of life. Here is some recent works. Planning to make more regular updates.
Finally updating my blog after more than a year. Still in Melbourne but not working currently, due the pandemic. Tough to find work, had one interview that did not go any where after one actual day on site. Apparently I was good but not a match. a blow to my ego, a week after my birthday. Doesn't help how I think of things in some ways but makes me that much more focused on my own work.
A year of loses of way too many people from this pandemic. Yet I keep running into people not taking it seriously. A few related to me, people I have bent over backwards for. Yet cannot for this, this shit is serious. Been through too much struggle and development over these last two years especially mostly on my own. Grinding and building myself back up from a very dark time.
Life is precious despite the horrors and obscenities we witness. Believe me, when I didn't know if i was going to see the morning at one point. Seeing the sunlight gradually warm the colors of the trees in the parking lot and hearing the birds song hit me.
Any how enough gripping, times are hard and so much is still ahead of us. Not the time to quit being vigilant.
Here's some of that work.
