Here’s a quick little speed drawing over at my YouTube channel for any skull aficionados out there.
No? None? Just me? Okay then.
I’ve been going a bit crazy lately because I have a few big projects in the works and I can’t share any info just yet. They’re top secret!
So I’ve been keeping busy in between by creating these very random art and animation videos. Hopefully some of you enjoy them and maybe have felt some slight inspiration tickling your cranium. And if it’s not inspiration tickling your cranium I suggest that you do not turn around. There have been reports of a cranium tickler on the loose in your area.
That got weird pretty quick.
Anyway, until next time, keep doing whatever it is you do with gusto.
Butch coughed up the last of his tobacco smoke as the screams escaped the mouth of the mine.
“You hear that?” he looked at Red. The bug-eyed man gripped his rusty pickaxe tight across his chest.
A low vibration started in their boots; an explosion deep in the tunnel. Hot air and dust erupted, knocking them to the ground. Through the cloud, Young-Johnny came running, face bloodied, and a fine rope trailing behind.
As he reached daylight, the rope glinted then snapped taut, pulling him backward off his feet. Arms flailing, trying to grab ahold of anything, Johnny shrieked, “Spiders!”
In the spirit of the season, I’ve decided to create some silly holiday doodles. Hopefully they amuse you as much as they amuse me.
This is also an effort to prove to my wife that I am not a Grinch.
I’ll be the first to admit that in the past decade I have displayed some Grinchy tendencies; Complaining about Christmas music in October, avoiding being trampled on Black Fridays like the plague, insisting that Diehard is a Christmas movie, stealing all the toys and decorations and roast beast from Whoville.
But I’m working on it.
The past few years have seen our Christmas playlists expand like my waistline after feasting on a bacon-wrapped, Yuletide Turducken.
Below is my current favorite. And yes, it is a polka.
My wife and I drive through suburban neighborhoods admiring the decorations whilst listening to holiday tunes and sipping hot cocoa.
I own an ironically ugly Christmas sweater. Need I say more? Yes?
Well, bah humbug!
Oh yeah, I almost forgot to mention that we visited London earlier in the year and I acquired a reproduction of Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol. I’m terribly excited to read it. I should probably go start that now.
I will be posting more doodles as they come to me throughout the month on here and through various other social media. Let me know what you think!
By the way, do you have a favorite Christmas song?
I’m always looking to augment and expand those playlists. I’d love some new suggestions. The weirder the better too.
Okay, talk to you later, I’m off to meet my friend Scrooge.