Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Tag Archives: I don’t know from sports

This was going to be relatively topical, but then last week vanished in a puff of lazy.

But whatever, I have done 6+ large, intricate ink drawings of, I don’t know, stuff this weekend because when I get on a kick I GET ON A KICK.  Hopefully … Continue reading

September 6, 2016 · Leave a comment

Tarot in yo FACE (because it’s face cards. I’m not funny.) Page and Knightof Swords.

He’s supposed to be posed dashingly with his sword, but I’m pretty sure he’s actually golfing.

April 14, 2015 · Leave a comment

December! We’re getting there.

Thanks to one of my friends the other day, I finally know what I’m doing for September (Burning Man, anyone?), so I just need to finish the drawing and colouring on … Continue reading

December 15, 2014 · Leave a comment

He’s a placekicker for the Squids. Wait, is that the right sport?

November 8, 2014 · 3 Comments

If you can dodge a hurtling miniature owl, you can dodge a ball.

It’s the only sport for which an insane terror of getting hit by the ball is actually helpful.

October 14, 2014 · Leave a comment

Oh, what a world! Wait, no, that’s melting.

Today is a weird day to publish this, since I’m actually home sick and not making it to the gym at all, but whatever.  I’m a zany unpredictable fool.  With … Continue reading

September 2, 2014 · Leave a comment

Today will have to be a brave day.

So, full disclosure, the amazing leggings I got were free, because my awesome friend Katie of Lineage Wear needed plus size brand ambassadors (basically, pictures of my big butt wearing … Continue reading

August 22, 2014 · Leave a comment