Evolution of a Scary Baby

The scary baby of my dummy book has finally evolved into what it was supposed to be- a human. Oddly enough, the better looking one was drawn at two in the morning when I had a beer in one hand and an energy drink in the other. Irony, thou make me too tired to finish this sentence cleverly.

Skirty Goodness

Some people get up at the crack of dawn to do their Black Friday shopping- I waited until the last ten minutes. Tulle is having a kick ass sale- I saved about sixty dollars (not including what I would have paid for shipping had it not been free). Heard about it here. Now everyone just bow down and pray to the hip gods (that is, the gods of hips, not the hipster deities) that these babies fit!

Roadside Oddities

Souther Salazar

One of my all time favorite artists- everything he makes just reminds me about everything that I ever loved about childhood and why I like revisiting that feeling in my own work. He's also one of the few artists where I feel his sculptures coincide with his paintings seamlessly (as well as one of the few artists where I actually like his sculptures). More here.

Seventeen Kick Ass Cat Facts

I don't know if I've ever been this entertained by a list of facts. See all of them here.

The Letter

So today my beloved key that is after M but before O i the alphabet died, meaig I am ow datig a cute boy amed Bejami (souds Frech, oui?). Poor kid has had to traslate all my messages because although my woderful father did maage to dig up a old keyboard (ever before have I bee so glad he works i computers) it's still kid of a pai to use. So, ow, I basically just have this perpetual cold that I type with, because it turs out a lack of that lovely letter makes for a great stuffy ose accet.

Shroom God

I have no idea where I originally found these gems- they were stuck in a random file in the midst of my pictures- but I love them to death. If anyone happens to have been along for the ride when I discovered these adorable shroom butts, do you remember who made them? Because they deserve some sweet, sweet lovin'. I only wish I had drawn sunbathing fungi first.

A Christmas Story x10

I'm making Christmas cards, so here are some bunny children for you.Side note: I've had "Layla" stuck in my head since 7 am this morning. It has finally been replaced at midnight by none other than the Carpet Town USA theme song. -.-

A Flashcard Do Over

Whenever I do ink and watercolor I make sure to scan in my line work before I start painting, because I am a pro at royally making things go from awesome to down right disgusting. Take my music flashcards that we had to make for Illustration III- the before (ugh) and afters (aaaahhh). (That's "aaaahhh" like a soothing sigh, not "aaaaahhhh" like omg monster is chasing me.)



Improvement much?

Knitta Please

I can't knit. I desperately wish I had the time/patience/I swear to god natural born talent some of these knitters have, but for right now, I don't. If I could knit, this might just possibly be the only form of public art I would ever be interested in helping along.
Granny-style graffiti? Sign me up. (Okay, so I'm fairly certain this bus was commissioned but there are some definite graffiti examples in their gallery.) More here.

Richard Scarry

I had another presentation to do, and this time I picked one of my all time favorite illustrators: Richard Scarry. I prefer his earlier work from the '50s and '60s, personally.





This last guy wasn't done by Scarry, but I still adore it. I couldn't find anyone to credit, so just accept it's cuteness and know it's not mine. (Though the lettering certainly looks as if I could have doodled it.)

Even Darth Vader Reads HP

Teaching Harry Potter

Benjamin: Where did the scar on his head come from?
Me: From that attack when he was 1.
Benjamin: All it did was scratch his head?