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The loneliest number can be blissfully ignorant. Just another day at the zoo in my head.
Little Donovan is a shy little monster. He lives just on the inside of a bathtub drain. He's the one responsible for making the hot water go cold when you're mid exfoliation. He doesn't mean to be a bother, he thinks he's being cute.
Once in a while, when you look at the moon, the moon looks back in a surly manor. "What did I ever do to you Mr. Moon?" You might think. The moon will remain quiet, unwavering in it's condescending gaze. The more you stare, the worse you'll feel. Soon, you won't want to leave your house at night. Don't let the moon win. He's just jealous because he's stuck in the sky and you're free to roam around. Worry not about the moon. Take back the night, take back your life.
So, this was the initial doodle I made that became Phillip. (see posts below) I wanted to write a story about a boy who cried wolf enough to become one...and then the story evolved...into what I'm not sure yet.
It's not a healthy obsession...but then again, not many are. That's what makes them obsessions.
Here's some more concept art from my film. (It's getting closer to being finished...just not yet...but soon...rather than later...)
I miss my childhood. Life was so darn easy. Truth be told, two minutes later, that caterpillar asked Phillip for a rent check.
Like any normal boy, Phillip believes he has super powers along with other vast delusions of grandeur.
This is a doodle from one of the more important days of my recent life. This was part of the wonderful mind melting confusion that took place as I tried to hand in my thesis paper for my MFA in animation. It all worked out in the end, thank heavens! Trust me it wasn't easy!
It's not easy trying to survive being frozen inside a block of ice. Nothing false about that.
This was the answer to my question...what would death look like as a four year old girl? Now I can sleep at night because I'm no longer afraid of death.
This is the Lumproll. All day long he walks around, afraid of anything smaller than him. As a result, he lives a pretty sheltered life. Today, he noticed his teeth for the first time. This is not going to be a good day.
This is what apathy looks like...but it doesn't really care if you like it or not. Whatever.
I usually don't feel the need to explain what I do but in this case the arrow is pointing out the fact that it's clearly a seaweed toupee...and not even a good one at that. Poor Lenny, the  onfidence will come back soon enough.
Experimentation is what keeps us fresh. Well, at least that's my opinion. If nothing else, it's fun.
Sometimes it take a while for change to settle in. Acclimation can be a tricky process. As long as you don't forget where you came from, you'll stay grounded and be just fine.
Insanity...It's all the rave. This was originally doodled in pen on a napkin while I reflected upon my current monetary situation.
This came from a really annoying woman on a train ride. She was remarkably self-confident, to the point of being rude. Well done ma'am.
This guy started showing up lately. I kinda like him so I don't complain. He hasn't given me a reason to ask him to leave.
What's all this??? He's baaaack! Yay! Thank you to everyone who has commented and asked for me to return to the doodles. Life got in the way and even though I was doodling every day I didn't have time to color and post them. I am going to be better about this and get a bunch out at a time to catch up. Thanks to all who continue to check out my work!
After being awarded the prestigious gold star award for killing more humans than most robots in his class, JN4937D-T couldn't help but wonder why he was so good at what he did. I mean he was still programed to hate humans as much as the next robot, but yet he wondered...
The surgery was a success! It was only a matter of time before the doctor could walk again and pretty soon the world would be his!
Though technically not his fault, this sure didn't look good for Barney or his possible promotion.
He's got such good intentions...how could you not miss this guy, even if you just met him.
Sleep on giant monster living under my house. Inside the mountain, you sleep like a mouse.
Somewhere on the outskirts of Nevada is a couple and their child just trying to live off the grid. They've done alright for themselves up until this point...that was until that thing found them again...sleep tight folks. You might not be able to again for a while...