Ram-a-Lam(b)

Here's a sketch of a wolf in ram's clothing. I just like drawing horns and wool.

Brush pen.

People About Town

I wish I sketched people more often, you see some characters walking around. Here is a pair I saw crossing the street. She: knit cap, striped sweater, body tapering to very small legs. He: frayed jeans, vest over t-shirt, eating Froot Loops right out of the box. Drawn with my $1.99 Japanese brush pen.

An aye-aye went to sea, sea, sea...

My sketchbook has sketches, of course, but it also has incomprehensible scribbles and various picture ideas in word and drawing form. I finally did a rough brush pen doodle of a sailor aye-aye that was just a dumb pun on the bottom of a page. I'm glad that it looks moderately aye aye-ish.

Ruffed and Ready

Sketches of red ruffed lemurs at the zoo. Lemurs have such difficult faces to capture. I avoided this by doing quick scribbles because they moved around a lot. They spent most of the time grooming themselves and changing sunning positions.









These were done with a Japanese brushpen that turned out not to be waterproof, which I found after I started using watercolor over it.

Re-introducing Folderol!

I've decided to call the sporadic dumb little comics I make "Folderol", which means "trivial or nonsensical fuss", because I make them about things that don't really matter. Time for Episode 2, once again inspired by real-life events. Kids really need a bit more explanation before their teachers send them off to do their yearly science projects.

(This is a real experiment someone really came in to ask where our books about it were.)

3-Minute Comic Theatre

A very fast comic about life's little irritations. I have a blanket with yarny tassels hanging down on both ends; I guess it's supposed to be decorative rather than used to cover yourself. And I do like bugs, but I still have that human reflex to flip out if I think one is sliding down my philtrum.

The quick brown fox just became the lazy dog

I have sketchbooks near my bed for picture ideas that pop in to my head in the strange times when I'm almost asleep. The other night I had a vision of foxes being miniaturized and pet-ified.

We could end up with Pomeranian-type foxes, tiny and floofy with curled tails. Or maybe a teacup fox, with Chihuahua head.

How about sweater foxes? Or, similar to what happened with those foxes in Russia bred for their fur, ones with dog-like spotting. Fox terrier, indeed!

Another fox on a leash, this time with harness. The last is a weird long-haired, flop-eared variety.