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Talk about really catching up. Way back in October 2018 I had a table in the first ever IncrediCon. Taking place all the way in Poughkeepsie, Upstate New York. I was invited to take part back in the summer. Now I’m glad I did. Turns out I needed to get out of NYC, even if it was only for a day.

Usually I’m not into having comic cons in malls. IncrediCon took place in the Poughkeepsie Galleria. The Galleria looks like every other mall in America, with the same stores and the same type of food courts. Regardless, the comic con worked. Most of the participating artists were local. My friends Ray Felix and Robert j Sodaro had tables. Also got to meet the voice over actor who worked on the Cartoon Network program “Courage The Cowardly Dog.” (Amanda Stephen, the actress from “Orange Is The New Black” had to cancel.) There was a few cosplayers sprinkled about. Most of the mall shoppers thought the cosplayers were there due to Halloween being around the corner.

The highlight was doing a commission. The request was for a goddess sketch, similar to what I used to draw for Babalon Babes. I decided to do Mama Quilla, a Peruvian moon goddess. Thought the commission came out okay, despite having limited time to do the sketch.

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Commission of Mama Quilla, a Peruvian moon goddess. Photo taken while the sketch was in progress. Done by Michele Witchipoo. Oct. 2018.

So traveling to Upstate NY was much needed. I could even imagine myself moving there. It would be a nice change of pace. The older I get, the more I like to be surrounded by nature. However, reality called. It was time to head back to NYC.

The Metro-North train going towards the Poughkeepsie area was smooth and peaceful. Taking the Metro-North back to Grand Central was a different story. The minute I boarded the train back to NYC, chaos ensued. There was a trashy woman who looked like she was probably 19 or 20. She argued with her boyfriend on her cellphone loudly throughout the entire ride. As much as I tried to block this out by listening to music on my iPhone, the cellphone battery was dying.

A few stops later, two men boarded the train. They were the African-American equivalent of Jay and Silent Bob. These two men were totally lost. The gentlemen looked completely lit, and had no clue where they were heading. Of course, they had to sit next to me. The black Jay was roasting on his friend black Silent Bob. He was roasting black Silent Bob for anything. For not knowing where they were going. For wearing a fisherman’s hat. For not responding to his roasting. Black Silent Bob just shook his head, probably used to his friend’s antics.

The black version of Jay stopped for a second. We listened to the woman who was STILL arguing with her boyfriend in public. So black Jay started yelling at the woman to shut the hell up. The woman completely ignored him. The guy went from busting on his friend to loudly insulting the angry woman. The woman was too wrapped up into her bickering, so this turned into an impromptu comedy routine. To fair, the woman was getting on my nerves as well. Since my cell battery died by this point, I chatted with the two gentlemen. The two gentlemen took a shine to me. They kept on calling me “sis” and trying to get me to party with them. I politely declined. At least it was entertaining. Black Jay told me that his adult daughter just graduated from UCLA. He was also a designer, but his designs were ripped off. When I asked about what it felt like having his work stolen, he offered this advice. He basically told me to never give a fuck. The way 2018 has been, he probably has a point. It’s sort of like when the Buddhists say not to have attachments. The two men bid me a gracious farewell as they got off at the Yankee Stadium stop. Welcome back to NYC and reality. Here’s to not giving a fuck.

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Here’s my latest contribution to the Sketch Lottery site. SpongeBob Squarepants meets Clockwork Orange. SpongeDroog.

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As seen on Sketch Lottery. Drawn by Michele Witchipoo Feb. 2017. 

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Not since the days of Pacman has a game have such impact. Apparently downloads of the Pokemon Go app has surpassed even Twitter.

I’m on the fence in regards to this game. On one hand it’s fun. On the other hand, it’s definitely Orwellian. The last thing we need is a soul sucking app. Another perceptive is that it’s making people get up, and get out of the house, despite the blistering summer heat. It’s a very physical game. A form of low-fi exercising, if you care about that sort of thing. As you look on your screen for a Pokemon to catch, you discover little tiny details about your surroundings. For example, in my own neighborhood, I wasn’t even aware about some fake owl attached to a building on my block. That fake owl just happens to be a Pokemon stop.

Is it privacy invading? Of course it is. It’s like every other tool in life. It’s how you use it that makes the difference. I wouldn’t worry about this game too much. This trend will probably burn itself out. By next summer, we will have already moved on to the next trend. At least it wasn’t that stupid ice bucket challenge from two summers ago.

I was extremely cynical about Pokemon Go at first. Blending fantasy with reality had curiosity getting the best of me. Of course, now that I’m excelling at this game, half the time the servers are down.

This game comes out at a crucial time in American history. So why are we allowing ourselves to be distracted by cute little pocket monsters?

Better than sitting in misery, I suppose. Yes, there’s the TTIP, the U.S. Presidential race, and every other tragedy that’s been happening since Bowie died ten days into 2016. Actually, it really started when Lemmy died a few days before New Year’s Eve. That was definitely a sign of things to come, then Prince sealed the deal. (Alan Vega died most recently). Look. We knew the world sucked already. For those who sit in their cruddy apartments alone bickering about how “I don’t follow pop culture, I have better things to do…” In response there’s two words: Sturgeon’s Law. Politics and religion cannot bring people together, but perhaps this game will. It all depends on your perceptive.

This video represents Summer 2016. Video by Daquan Wiltshire. I can relate, especially people used to get on my case for watching vintage cartoons.

Why would one want to live in a world of constant misery, being haunted by ghosts of your past for example, and trying to bring down everyone around you. Personally, I appreciate the little whimsical things in life.

Enough of this haphazard editorial. Here’s the Psycho Bunny pic of the week.Of course, don’t forget to order any comics from my website, or from my RedBubble shop, or my two Facebook pages, one for Psycho Bunny, and one for WitchesBrewPress.

Till next time folks.

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This past Saturday was the second annual White Plains comic con. Like last year, this comic con took place inside the White Plains public library, although next year it will move to a different location.

The second annual White Plains comic con had more artists than the previous year, and it’s purpose was the same – to raise awareness for anti-bullying causes. The con had plenty of help from teen volunteers, all who attend a local White Plains high school. Other artists and writers included Jerry Craft, Alitha E. Martinez, Ray Felix, David Quinn, and many others, to be found on the Bronx Heroes comic convention website.

Here’s photos from the past weekend.

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My table set-up for the second annual White Plains Comic Con, June 4th, 2016. 

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Stay tuned for other comic cons I will be selling my work at, i.e., comics and other items. Details forthcoming.

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Here’s my latest submission to the Sketch Lottery website. Last week’s character was Cleo. Cleo was RiffRaff’s girlfriend from the animated cartoon show Heathcliff and The Catillac Cats.

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Crop of Cleo, from Heathcliff and The Catillac Cats. From Sketch Lottery.  Feb. 2016. Sketch by Michele Witchipoo.

 You check out the sketch here by clicking on the link here.

 

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Memories of a ridiculous debate.

Back in the ’90’s, I had this part-time job. It was pretty much a slacker gig, doing telephone surveys at night. Yeah, I was that person interrupting dinner with those annoying phone calls. That job was perfect cause it meant no stupid office dress code. Anyway one night it was kinda slow, and someone mentions Hanna Barbera animation.

What started out as nostalgia turned into a heated debate about who was better – Penelope Pitstop or Josie and The Pussycats.

Seriously.

I took the position of Josie and her crew against someone who thought Penelope was better solely based on her looks and sexual appeal. The person defending Penelope the most – wait for it – was a man…yeah, it gets predictable from here. The man was Australian, and to be honest, I found him kind of arrogant. Had he been American, most likely today he would’ve been a Trump supporter.

My stance regarding Penelope was “Well yeah, but why would someone want to be a victim all the time?” Penelope always found herself in helpless peril, dependent on a man to save her. Meanwhile Josie and The Pussycats a) played their own instruments, b) according to the story line, was a successful pop band c) hold their own as they traveled through space, and finally d) still looked good while doing it. I mean, who wouldn’t want that?

Nope. According to the Penelope fan, Penelope was the prettier one, and due to that, she gets the prize. I disagreed. Long story short, the guy who was so into Penelope somehow got insulted. As this debate continued, he started to get a bit angry. No matter how I counter-acted with Josie’s merits, he stood firm. His only reasoning being this; Penelope was sexier. 

When the guy’s voice raised, the supervisor had to break it up. I remained calm, but remember thinking ‘WTF?’

It’s a good thing this happened during the early ’90’s. Had this been posted online, all the seventh-wave internet feminists would’ve pounded him.

Unless you’re into bondage, I just can’t imagine siding with Penelope Pitstop.

That I believe, was my first encounter with geek sexism. You can laugh, or you can cry. It all depends on interpretation. 

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Haven’t sent in something to Sketch Lottery in a long time. Here’s a my rendition of Woody Woodpecker.

Woody Woodpecker rendition drawn by Michele Witchipoo as mseen on Sketch Lottery, Aug. 2015.

Woody Woodpecker rendition drawn by Michele Witchipoo as seen on Sketch Lottery, Aug. 2015. For Sketch Lottery. 

 

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