This has little to do with folk music. It was however, doodled at the Folk Festival.
I have been accumulating a ton of facing doodles. Nobody really likes em, but it’s an exercise to get the pencil goin’. This one has a lil’ color goin’ on (cue “ooh”s and “ahh”s).
Skipped an entire month for the first time.
No more of that… here’s a doodle from the beach.
The painting has two positions.
Drew finally proposed to Ali.
Anything I put here will look like an excuse, because it is.
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore, and I can’t see what’s next.
My studio nearly doubled in size, I have a TON of space, and yet my little real-estate..
my tiny show place, the only thing I haven’t completely let down…
I let down.
Oh, how sweet, innit? A little product placement, some jolly prancing, and smiles all around.
I really want to get away from these skeletons for a while, next up post cards for Peter.
A colored version of one of my favorite black and white drawings.
Still, the pants drive me nuts. I feel like an old man complaining about this, but these kids (channeling my inner Mr. Wilson) would be better of with ass-less chaps.
“Cheers” to D-Lees-ee. Forty one years and still goin’.
The hand placement and zany proportions is why this drawing exists. impossible in reality, it seems plausible enough in a drawing.