Spring is sprung, dudes. The warm times are before us.
I designed shirts for my friends and I. We’re on a baseball team, sponsored by Satan. I hate to tell the old guy almost none of us play baseball. Ol’ Nick thinking he’s Kevin Costner. Gonna turn this ragtag group of misfits around and win some shit. NOPE. All that’s coming is we’re gonna cheat, fart and guffaw our way through any baseball game we find ourselves in and amount to nothing. Let’s be honest though, there will be no games. We’re just a team. A team with no game. For Satan.
I drew the “other” Maria from Fritz Lang’s Metropolis; the one who’s always striking expressionisty poses and lookin’ crazy. The drawing, however, came out unintentionally cheesecakey. so I am too embarrassed to show it.
Hi internet. It’s been a while.
Raph is an early nineties thrasher and he is soaking up the rays.
From my sketchbook.
Peter & Jerry, respectively.
"And now you know all about what happened at the zoo. And now you know what you’ll see on your TV."
I don’t get bored of fairy tale witches.
From my sketchbook. Are sketchbook posts cop-outs?
Maybe, I don’t know.
Either way, more to come.
Got home, carved a pumpkin, back to drawing.