Thursday, August 9, 2012

Space Duck.

Do you know Andrew Barr?  You don't?  Besides being the sole creator of such classic album cover art as "13 Halloweens," as well as various panels in "The Traveling Vampire Show," "They Call Us Death" and "Dayglo Necros," he's a pretty decent and down to Earth kinda guy.  I think.  It's what I've heard on the streets, at least.  Besides all the frighteningly offensive stuff.

Recently, he asked me to do something.  Naturally, I told him to shove it, but since my contract has rendered me useless in avoiding his pleas, I had to, by law, entertain this peon.

He asked me to send him a suggestion in what to draw.  For fun.  For shits and giggles.  Well, sure thing, buddy!

But...of what?

Now, in high school, I did everything I could to avoid realizing I was in high school.  I read during class, I puttered about and I doodled.  A lot.  Most of my teachers could expect that "special touch" on all of my papers and tests -- a girl smiling here, a monster head there.  If I could scratch my pencil into it, I drew on it.  Of anything and everything.

Mostly mummies.  I had a fascination with mummies, if only because they were easy and fun to draw.  All the wraps were an effort in fine tuning, and if I screwed up, hell, it looked like it was a part of the mess of mummy toilet paper, anyway.

I drew a lot of aliens, too.  "Mars Attacks" had recently come out, and I grew into such a fervid frenzy when it came to monsters from another planet.  I only had one way of drawing my specialty brand of alien, but they always had a jet pack (connected by a bunch of random hoses and wires) wore boots and had goofy, snarled teeth.  But now I'm just repeating myself, 'cause Jimmy did a whole article about it all a few months back, which, HEY AWESOME, you can read it all here.

Where?

HERE.

More to the point, during my rebellious teenage years, I drew notebook upon notebook full of what I have deemed space ducks.  What are "space ducks?"  Exactly what you think they are -- ducks from space.

Are they real?  Do they exist?  I support the idea that, yes, yes they do exist.

There is no logical explanation is to how or why I decided to sketch ducks in an infinite abyss of darkness, or how I remain firm in the stance that they could live in this reality, bouncing around and quacking at the moon -- so I won't even try.  Aside from the obvious holes in my theory, the only thing I can think of as to why I would draw these is that they were...I dunno, cute?  They wore tiny little astronaut helmets, for God's sake.  And, alright, as with the mummies, they were really easy to draw, too.  Doodling ain't supposed to be rocket science, man.

The point is that now, fifteen years later, I'm getting someone else to interpret my artistic styling, my doodling duck obsession.

Andrew drew his Space Duck:


Looks good.  For me, I find joy in the multiple eyes, and the scientifically accurate lack of any shoes.  Space ducks don't wear shoes, silly.

Surprisingly, it looks almost identical to my vision, which makes me think that, apparently, there's really only one way to draw a "space duck."


Honest to God, I've been drawing that thing since freshman math class.

I regret nothing.

10 comments:

  1. Dammit, you had to go and post your amazing drawing of a space duck showing the obvious flaws in my design! Curse you Bobby,curse you.

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  2. All I know is, I now want a Barr illustrated, Bobby Calabrese written Space Duck comic!

    I get ya on the whole doodling thing. I had a set of characters that I drew on everything in High School. One of these fine concepts was an intergalactic superhero who just happened to be from a planet of sentient carrots. Yeah...I had a character named "Space Carrot". No wonder everyone thought I was on drugs. I was one WEIRD kid!

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    1. I agree, if bobby writes a short strip, I'll draw it.

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  3. Awesome! In middle school I created a character called Space Snake. He was mutated so that he had arms to use his raygun.

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  4. Starting in elementary school, I wrote many short stories about a character that I created called 'Robocat.' Gee, wonder where I got that idea from? A lot of the stories had the requisite sketches depicting the bad-ass characters. If my words happened to fail at conveying what they looked like, then, dammit, I was going to SHOW the reader.

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  5. So we all had these characters we drew...from space? What's the deal with outer space? Ha!

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  6. Technically, mine was on Earth, but it must have been an alternate-universe Earth. Does that count as outer space? :p

    With imaginations like ours, who needed drugs?

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  7. I certainly didn't need it. Or alcohol. Or girls. High-school sucked.

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  8. I say we band all of our high school heroes into one super space team! Space Duck, Space Snake, Space Carrot and their fearless leader, RoboCat ('cuz, y'know, he has to be leader since he doesn't have "space" in front of his name)!

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  9. And I present to you: Bucky O'Hare. Friend of space ducks everywhere.

    Actually, though, his cohort Deadeye Duck is who really applies here. He's described as a "gunner, a four-armed former space pirate duck from Kanopis III. He is missing an eye, and is impatient and violent, preferring to let his four laser pistols do the talking for him. Speaks with a Scottish accent in the comics."

    (I would link to all of this, but alas, I am bad at the internet. FYI Bucky O'hare ran a single season as a cartoon in the US in 1991.)

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