Aaaand more sketchbook stuff, this time from cat-sitting last week with my friend Edith.
More of my sketchbook— a smattering of people I drew in cafes, plus my dad (reading in a cafe)
Sorry for the lull in posting here— I haven’t been doing too much finished stuff, but I have been trying to keep up my sketchbook more.
I went out to coffee with my friend and issued the challenge of drawing each other straight to pen, no pencil guidelines. I lamented that I could only seem to draw her looking disgruntled or as if she were 12. She lamented being jittery on caffeine and drawing me with frog fingers and weirdly spaced eyes. It was actually really fun.
"JOAN: … I will take those forts.
DUNOIS: Not a man will follow you.
JOAN: I will not look back to see whether anyone is following me.
DUNOIS: (recognizing her mettle, and clapping her heartily on the shoulder) Good. You have the makings of solider in you. You are in love with war.
JOAN: (startled) Oh! And the Archbishop said I was in love with religion.”
- “Saint Joan,” George Bernard Shaw
Joan and her loves. I’d argue Dunois should be included here, but we’ll ignore that for now. Hope everyone’s had a Happy Valentine’s Day!
Oh, and hello to new followers! I’m glad to have you!
For the first weekend of 2014 I visited a couple of my favorite people and it was an excellent decision, so I decided to make some scattered comics about it…?? YUP. Enjoy!
Hopefully they aren’t formatted too weird for tumblr…
Hourly comic day was yesterday and it was GREAT. Hope you enjoy!
(You can see my hourlies from the past two years here and here)
Witchsona week is almost done; jumping on the wagon while I can!
If I were a witch, I feel like I’d 1.) turn myself into an owl-lady to get around, and 2.) shrink myself to ride on frogs and toads around the park for fun.
With these modes of transport at my disposal I’d probably find my coven-distributed broomstick only suitable to be used as an air guitar.
To those who celebrated it, I hope you had a merry Christmas! My third cousin owns a bakery and she made me some custom frosted cookies— too cool.
Here’s some sketches I did of my brother, uncle and dad waiting for food~