Tuesday, July 31, 2007

BTW, sometimes PB&J w/BFF are needed ASAP


Sometimes I need to shut the ole thinker off. If you are one such person also needing to take a break from far too much introspection and contemplation, I heartily recommend peanut butter and jelly, a good buddy, and the shade of an obliging tree.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Mapping it out




I had a conversation with a boy that I'm rather smitten with. We were talking about how sometimes you need a 'you are here' map. Well...maybe sans map, but rather an arrow and an 'ex' and a reassuring comment 'you are here'. That would be nice in any given situation, would it not? This picture is for him.


Yet I am rather smitten with him in particular, so I've drawn a second map. If I had my druthers (and props for you if you are under the age of 55 and use the word 'druthers'), I would prefer for him the second map.

Saturday, July 28, 2007

The kids wake up too early


I find when I go to my parents house to visit, I become an old person in some respects and at the same time revert to the ways of a 16 year old once again.

Today I woke up promptly at 6:30am(and it's Saturday, come on) and found that sleep had left. Entirely. And in it's stead was this picture. *sigh* Why dream away the morning when you can go downstairs and mooch good coffee and color? ... again, *sigh*

Thursday, July 26, 2007

A biting comment?


One of my favorite book publishers, BabyTattoo Books, is putting out something to do with Little Girls who Bite. I'm not exactly sure what it is, as they have not brought it into wide circulation yet. I decided to draw a little girl who may, indeed, bite. Her stuffed toy is a badger- which coincides with the fact that it may, indeed, also bite, and the fact that I am originally from Wisconsin.

I must say here that I wasn't one of those kids who bit people when I was wee. My brother, however, did. In his defense, I must say the reason for this was that my mom's prosthetic leg was made entirely of rootbeer barrels and star mint candies.

(okay, you got me, i have no clue why he bit people.)

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Looking at life sunny side up


I had this phrase in my head this morning. I've always figured that some people are naturally happy or predisposed to be cheerful. That might be true- at the same time, I agree with Stephen R. Covey that we can carry our own good weather with us and decide not to let crummy outside factors determine how we play out our lives on any given day.

Sound self-helpy? Maybe, but again makes fodder for a funny sketch. I am not sure exactly what the fellow is holding up an egg for, he was rather an after-thought. Eggs in psycho-babble usually have to do with a dream or a vision or something yet to be. Perhaps it is indicative of the fact that you never know what a day brings.

Medium: prisma and ink

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

In that Moo-ed again


They say that running extensively will cause the runner to hallucinate after awhile. I think they are talking about runners who go for, say, 68.89458 miles. I didn't go quite that far, but I did go for a 12 mile jog last Saturday. I had a couple of absurd pictures in my brain during the run. You can judge for yourself whether or not it constitutes 'hallucination'.

Monday, July 23, 2007

"I've got a gut feeling about this..."


It seems like gut feelings can be an intuition of things unseen that help you to make decisions when you cannot see all the variables.

How often is a gut feeling a correct one, and when does it actually lead you to do something completely irrational all because you were lead by your guts?

I have no good answer, just a pondering and a silly drawing.

...and I really like the word 'guts'.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Saline Infusion Stat!


Sometimes I feel like there are some things I really ought to cry about but don't. BBC this week wrote about a little boy involved in a bombing in the middle East and how it shocked the area - an area where it takes a heck of a lot to shock 'em. I didn't shed a tear about it. Is it because I am too far removed from the situation, or because I would be a babbling mushy mess if I was struck by every atrocity I read about? I dunno. At the same time, something feels not right with being tear-less...

I drew this picture awhile back but re-did it yesterday as I feel that way again.

Medium: Prisma and Sharpie-magic

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Blankets are so in style


When I think of being a Christian, it's almost like being encased in something else. Your entire person is encased, I mean- it feels like you are you, but then there's this extra layer of something else that's not quite explainable until you've got that yourself.

As frustrating as it is to hear that- the whole "you just can't understand until you .. well, can" - it's kind of like life before you fall in love. Come on, tell me that you didn't at least try explaining what it was like falling in love to someone who never has. You end up at an impasse, acquiescing to "well, hmm...You'll get it...someday."

That being said, here is a picture I drew for a fella whom I am smitten with. He's also Christian, and that came out here as being a little boy in a bear suit- the extra later. Yet layer upon layer, I think God's grace is on him... I just do. So eloquent, huh? Nah.

Medium: Prisma colors, ink

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

The bubble could burst. It could.


You know, for no apparent reason, life got very sweet. As life is not usually like that (we have a whole genre of music called 'Blues' for a very good reason), I can't help but think that it's going to crash in on me. Why is it hard to accept hardship and trial, but seemingly harder to accept good things? I get suspicious, when really I should be thankful for what happiness the day brings. *sigh* Ah well, good fodder for an interesting sketch however!

medium: graphite

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

BlanketTheory


I think sometimes when I am in the midst of tumultuous circumstances, there is someone keeping us safer than we imagine. Looking at life as a Christian, I do believe that God sees me, hears me, etc. It's easy, though, to lose that perspective when life picks me up and shakes me around a bit.

I thought about my fella, off at Camp Whatsercalled? learning some stuff from army folks, and how I am tempted to fear for his safety. Yet as I thought on it this morning, this picture came to mind. He's a lot safer than I can know or see, because of pre-described belief in God's sovereignty in his life. Good thought, no? yes.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Sucker


Ah yes, sometimes cartoons are disturbing, aren't they? But what are they disturbing? Sometimes it's good to have certain things in your life disturbed, you know. If you were standing in the middle of the road and a large truck was coming, it would be best to be disturbed from your present location, would it not?

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Handy


I had a request to create an evil bunny in a surgical get-up. I really did try to create an evil bunny, but he didn't get terribly evil as the picture unfolded.

Yes, he is diabolically licking a sucker and maniacally making not quite clever comments... and he is smiling a rather smarmy smile. Why, he is the epitome of 'evil bunny in surgical get-up' isn't he? Mission accomplished, Steph. Why, thank you. (pat pat)
Oh, and be afraid, be very afraid. um...yeah.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Cluck cluck for Doug Hen-ning


If you know who Doug Henning is, all the more props to you. I didn' t know, but a little time, patience, effort, and some retracing through my contacts in the CIA and perchance the Eyewitness protection program, I found out who he was and why so magical.

Enjoy.

Monday, July 9, 2007

Letting what's inside come on out


I had this picture in my brain this morning, having to do with working with what's on the inside.

As a Christian and as an artist, I feel the pull to fill up on what is good and right and let that stuff come out. Even when life throws sucky things (sucker punches?) my way, good stuff can still come from it.

That's what I get from this pic, anyhow. Medium- sharpie, colored pencils

Friday, July 6, 2007

Cubs and Pubs


Springtime is over, this much is true. Yet Cubs season goes on, and with it the Cubs madness. Here is a cartoon I did this spring, expressing how I really feel when I ride the el when a game is going on in Wrigleyville.