This one is very belated, but it’s really Hannukah’s fault for being early.
I blame you, festival of fried foods gambling lights! I know, I know — that’s a huuuuge dreidel. I think we can all assume that scale is not so much … Continue reading
Part the third! Also, some exclamation points!!!!!!
Sad trombone. Also, my kitty has a cold, and I know, I know, it’s just sneezing, it’s fine. He ate his breakfast as usual, and we just last Friday saw … Continue reading
Everytime I think I’m out of art jokes, they pull me back in!
Which, speaking of repetitive things that are repetitive, have I tried to sell you a calendar yet today? I swear I’ll stop soon — at least, once the new year … Continue reading
Can you tell I’m a little rusty? I really am. Or maybe he just put on weight since I haven’t exercised him much lately.
Seriously, it’s amazing how much I lose the knack of drawing him after a few weeks off. Anyway, this was drawn at that same art auction this weekend, when someone … Continue reading
A Scrooge McDuck-style candy vault would be way more fun and probably less painful to dive into, as long as you skipped the lollipops.
Although that IS how you get ants.
I also drew this one at the doctor’s office. I’m sure you’d have never guessed.
It’s surprisingly difficult to draw an owl sucking in his stomach without just making look like a thinner owl. Sorry, this in not my strongest, most body-positive self; I’m trying … Continue reading
This is left over from the night we saw ‘Priscilla’, so now you know what song was in my head.
Unless he meets Joss Whedon, of course. Or, apparently, George R.R. Martin. Or possibly J.K. Rowling. Dammit, writers, why must you kill the things I love? Except I can’t really … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 