Sunday, September 24, 2006

Son of a Reaper Chapter 2

Well here it is, chapter 2.

The story so far:

Our hero Stuart an artist who is the unemployable son of the Grim Reaper. His father wants him to take over in the death business but Stuart just aint feeling it. He makes a little coin by breakdancing on the street for change. Unfortunately, for Stuart, he also has the "Touch of Death", so any contact with the living, makes them.... uh, living? So life can be pretty lonely for the little guy. Which brings us up to date.

It seems as if the dead returning to life would be a plus for some people. Huh, go figure.

to be continued....

Saturday, September 23, 2006

I'm old.

so, a bunch of us went skateboarding last night and 5 minutes into the sesh, I fall and sprain my wrist. Now it's all swollen and I'm doing a little one hand typing here.... not THAT kind of one handed typing... perv.

Here are a few pieces I did in a scramble for the Warrior Magazine launch party a few weeks ago.



Wednesday, September 20, 2006

The Zombies are coming!!

Whats your plan? Try and make it to a hospital? Or the obvious Shopping mall? I have a plan but I'm not going to tell you guys! I dont need a bunch of moochers ruining my chance at survival. Here are some more paintings.

Son Of A Reaper pt. 1
When I first moved to Montreal, I was obsessed with this. It's a story about unemployment, love and the zombie apocalypse. Looking at it now, It's kind of embarrasing. I made these for a now defunct web based magazine called Divine Nation, so not many people got to see this.... thats probably a good thing, I guess. More to come.

to be continued...

Thursday, September 14, 2006

It's BOD-NAR-CHUK!!!!!

I realize having a macho and rugged sounding Ukranian name like Bodnarchuk can be intimidating to some. Thats why over the years THE MAN has tried to bring me down by sending me mail with my last name spelled incorrectly. Here are a few favorites:

and the list goes on and on.

The best is when I'm at a checkout and as the teller gives me my credit card back she/he says:
"Have a good day Mr. Bod... uh Mr. Bod.... Mr. Bodmrr..mrr...." (teller trails off and looks at the ground)

So now we're straight. No art today,Thank you.

Tyson Bodnarchuk