a mouth like a motorbike

Too lazy to make thumbnails for the pictures. Anyway. I added more to the last drawings I put up.

And then a little more to bring it on home (like the Zeppelin song!):

jubilation! she loves me again

     Do you remember that last drawing I did of the flower? I embellished a bit. Click the thumbnail, good friends.

     Lardardardar.

sleep on the left side

     Haven’t got anything impressive for you. Sorry. ):
     At the top of this page in my journal, there was also a bulimic broccoli. Maybe I should’ve included him too. He might’ve been interesting, but he was too angry and had some funky arms. That, and I just didn’t put him in the picture. So. Yeah.
     In my defense, I drew this in like 10 minutes in a cafe with a permanent marker and an inky pen. Not that my implements should’ve impaired me in the least … eh, I’m rambling and making excuses where none are necessary.

after hours

     I haven’t forgotten about this old thing.
     So, this is what I did for an hour instead of writing my CogSci paper. My friend Catherine joined me at the library and decided to crash on a couch…

     The text message was actually closer to, “rise and shine, morning-breath”, but it elicited the same response, so… :P

     Edit: I’m the one on the left, geniuses. -__-

fists to the world

     My favorite lunch lady Gail is taking leave for the rest of forever until next semester because she’s getting knee surgery. She, my friend Jared and I share a special mealtime bond. I mean, really, nobody takes money off our meal plans like Gail. My next project will be a song called, “Swiping Our Hearts Away” and it’ll be dedicated to her. [END OF CREEPY.]
     Not the best exemplar of my work, but hey. Cut me some slack, I drew it in 20 minutes, standing up, no references.

e dagger

     I was flipping through my agenda and found something I drew a few months back. I love drawing things in places that are not my sketchbooks, because I always find drawings randomly and it’s like finding an Easter egg. Except, without Easter. Nawhamsayin’? It’s a grand concept. Click for bigger pictures.

I dub thee, Manopus! Centaurpus? (It is entirely too late at night for me to be writing anything.)

     And something else, just for the gigglesnits.
     Now you can play drunk, when you aren’t really! James sports the beer helmet and beer goggles while he’s (mostly) sober.

 

and peter gabriel too

     An exercise in portraiture called German 400 homework.
     I’ll love you forever if you recognize this woman. For two reasons: (1) she’s amazing and (2) if you recognize her, it’ll mean my drawing skills aren’t as abysmal as I thought.

before the grace of you go i

     Heyheyheyheyhey.
     This is a few-weeks-old, actually. But still good.
     Seeee? We ripped that shit up good. (:

a little whoopee

     Yes.

the king of carrot flowers

     Look! A fish is eating my arm. Clicky-clicky.
     Simon, if you’re reading this, this started as a brainstorm for your tattoo, but as it fleshed itself out, I realized that you might not want that on your entire fore-arm. Soo … it’s back to the drawing board for me.