Thursday, September 19, 2013


"Yeah, so what's it to ya?"

My brother has just adopted a small kitten that he helped  rescue from a storm drain. While walking home the other night, he heard its mews calling out from the dark. When he peaked underneath the metal grate, he saw a 12 week old kitten desperately crying for help.  Moving heaven and earth...and making a call to the local fire department, he freed the little guy. When asked by the fireman if he knew of anyone that might be willing to look after the lucky tabby,  my brother claimed kinship immediately and declared that he would take charge of his new found ward.

So now, he finds himself bottle-feeding a very grateful little ball of fur named Splinter. Oh, I also wanted to sketch Hellboy. 

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Bearly Rid'n

My brother in-law wants to get a motorcycle. He is by all accounts a giant of a man at 6'6" and 350+ lbs. He is a terribly sweet guy. The thought of him riding a motorcycle brings to mind images of Harry Potter's Hagrid tearing along the streets of Little Whinging. My sister asked for a picture of him riding his dream bike. Of course I couldn't resist.

 I have always loved the pen and ink/watercolor sketches of Marc Davis. One of my very first books was a book that gave an illustrated history of buccaneers, privateers and pirates. My parents bought me the book from the Pirate's gift shop in the  Magic Kingdom. It featured many of Marc Davis' sketches and studies from his work on the ride. I still have this book today. A bit tattered and worn, but still good.

Inspired by Marc Davis, here he is, just bearly rid'n.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

What up, Playa?

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

The Last Days of Summer

When  I think back to when I was a kid, I remember that the days of summer seemed to go on forever. In those days, there were endless adventures lurking around every corner.  Eventually, the joys of the endless summer would gave way when every imaginable adventure had been had and the days would grow long with idle boredom. 

Soon school would begin and bring its own adventure. To me the beginning of the school year always meant that the countdown to the next summer had already begun!