Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Tag Archives: Shaking the spear

A Midsummer Night’s Paper Dolls

Paper dolls, paper dolls, paper dolls yay. Click to embiggen. In order, Titania, Hermia, Helena, and Hippolyta.  I’m not doing all of these when they’re set – Shrew is going … Continue reading

October 12, 2019 · Leave a comment

Hello again!

Let’s see if I can keep this more than once in a week streak up, shall we?  (Spoiler: probably not.) Juliet ahoy!  Should I add Lady Capulet and the Nurse?  … Continue reading

October 7, 2019 · Leave a comment

Ill met by moonlight . . .

October 21, 2016 · Leave a comment

Just to be clear, snowy owls are the minority, since most owls are brown. I am not making Neurotic Owl a horrible racist, just a guilty liberal.

This is a rerun, of course, because I realized a thing and I am ashamed and the other cartoons I have queued don’t really serve to EXPOSE MY SHAME.  So … Continue reading

June 13, 2014 · 2 Comments

A Soothsayer for your Saturday.

I found my camera, so I thought you guys might like to see one of the more. . . umm. . . interesting items I built for the Shakespeare Festival … Continue reading

August 17, 2013 · Leave a comment

I really should have published this one while A&C was still running.

Better late than never to rip off a Joss Whedon quote, though, right?  This one really only makes sense if you saw our design, but if it helps you picture … Continue reading

August 14, 2013 · Leave a comment

Don’t worry, it’s just a red hanky.

Oh, theatre deaths.  I ended up skipping A&C the other night because it was raining, the people who were meeting me to see it cancelled, and I’ve seen it PLENTY … Continue reading

August 12, 2013 · Leave a comment

Shakespeare: now with more waders.

In exceedingly related news, I’m meeting friends tonight to watch As You Like It and picnic on the hill.  Of course, we would never do something as silly as an … Continue reading

August 9, 2013 · Leave a comment

I was super extra triple frustrated when I did this one.

This actually had two followups — ‘has to do everything himself’ and ‘needs a sleeping bag day’, but obviously I’m not worried about publishing in order.  I’m just saying, when … Continue reading

August 8, 2013 · Leave a comment

Teehee. Poop.

It doesn’t matter how many times I sit through Antony and Cleopatra, or how well I know my Shakespeare, or, indeed, my basic nautical terms.  I will never not giggle … Continue reading

August 4, 2013 · Leave a comment