While I’m shaking things up. . .
If you’re new around here or (heavens!) don’t read mah thingy everyday, you may be excused for missing the saga of Melanie and Steve. It all began when I … Continue reading
FAAAAAAAALCOOOOOOOR!
Which is nice for him, I’m sure, since I’m currently overcommitted as usual and feeling sliiiightly hysterical. Excuse me, I may be retreating back to the blanket fort. It’s going … Continue reading
Saturday! Once again, a reminder that I can actually draw something besides owl cartoons, and a word of warning about costume design.
So this is a rendering, aka the most fun part of designing a show 90% of the time. It’s not actually terribly well thought out as an image, since the … Continue reading
Saturday! Some of my favourite art by other people.
It’s a good thing today’s Saturday, because I have to finish drawing this alphabet before I have anything new to post. In the meantime, I thought I’d share a few … Continue reading
A is for Amy who fell down the stairs. . .
Dude, if you don’t already know The Gashleycrumb Tinies, then you have missed out on the creepiest darkest most delightful alphabet book evahr. Go read it noooooooooow.
In which I show you around my apartment – at least, the non-messy bits. Basically walls. Woo, exciting!
Like any virtual apartment tour, I’ve done some judicious cropping to hide what needs hiding. I’ve always wanted one of those homes where you walk in and instantly want to … Continue reading
It was a very small dragon, but still:
Remember, it’s not whether you win, lose, or turn into a charred pile of feathers: it’s how hard you try. And that’s the sort of logic that causes you to … Continue reading
Buttercup McFoodytail’s cousin Steve is a douche. Also, I joined twitter.
For context’s sake, because occasionally I actually do provide context, The Bloggess asked people on Twitter to draw a unicorn and a girl making out just as I was checking … Continue reading
The unicorn asked that his face not be shown for personal reasons. His name is Buttercup McFoofytail, though, so I blame his parents.
. . . and nothing bad happens to him at all. No, really. This particular adventure has no horrible twist, other than the fact that he spent his delightful unicorn … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 