Thursday, March 11, 2010

Too much politics....hurts my head...


Sorry for the truckload of political art, or at least my dumbed down version of it haha. I drew this after the healthcare summit because Republicans want to start over and if the Obama administration doesn't play it just right we might have to. I'm pulling for this bill to pass so I can finally get some affordable insurance.

As a drawing this was just a quick sketch I inked in. The likenesses are not completely there but I thought it would be good to try drawing something a little less serious.

11 comments:

jazzlamb said...

Can I tell you your sketches are amazing?
The colors you generally use are really nice too!
Thanks for stopping by:)

thomas pitilli said...

Great concept. This would make an awesome ny times op-ed piece! I think you accomplished just the right level of loosness in this one. Great job.

alex fine illustration said...

Thanks guys, I' definitely going to keep posting looser illustrations along with the more finished ones. I going to post some sketchbook pages soon too.

John W. Tomac said...

I like the expression on Biden's face

Marcelo Baez said...

I love your loose brush work... you make it look easy...

alex fine illustration said...

Thanks John and Marcelo. I figured Biden needed to be going a little nuts haha.

Vee (Scratch) said...

Stopping by for the first time. Cool concept . . . jenga! I love the masthead.

alex said...

Thanks, I enjoyed looking at your art too. I liked your tshirt designs.

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