Here's the third drawing in what is becoming a small series featuring a small white haired little girl who's name is Dawn. She finds herself on a series of bizarre islands. This is either the way she gets to them, or escapes. I'm leaning towards this being her ride to them. Any suggestions? To see more of her, check out
The Plinkalot
Travis would dress his lower half up as Mr. Fineous McBride so often that he soon became entangled in a bizarre identity crisis. After a while he could no longer distinguish the line between where he ended and McBride began.
Here's my interpretation of this week's IllustrationFriday theme "Communication." I started with the main shape, added houses, and it just ballooned from there. The idea behind it is that sometimes, we're so wrapped up in what we think is important that we fail to see the big picture...hence a lack of communication. I had fun experimenting with creating my own brushes to paint this one.
I'm thinking way too hard lately and it has to stop. Everything will get done in time, on time and it's progressing as such. So long as I don't stop thinking all together, things will be ok. I just need to K.I.S.S.
My Birthday.
Who knows where it comes from, all you need to know is that it exists damnit! That's the spirit that we need in this country. I'm sure with this attitude, nothing bad could ever happen...ever.
Oh Gravity...
Here's some really early sketches I did for a possible project with some friends of mine. Again, it's reeeeeaaaallllyyy early stuff...just a free flowing stream out of my brain. I'll post more when I can.
Portrait of a Geet
Inspiration is a funny thing. Sometimes you feel like no matter where you look, nothing seems to move you to create. Other times, it's right under your nose...all you have to do is look down. That's just what I did and now we have today's doodle. Thanks Erin.
I'm not a big fan of reality tv and I think this doodle sums up why. Well, maybe not the best way to express this concept but I wanted to correllate the two.
Happy Valentine's Day!!! 
Here's the e-card I made for everyone who has supported me by helping my little empire grow. I make stuffed animals called "Adimals" and personally I think they rock...hard. You should go check them out if this is new to you!
This was fun! Here's a tribute to Mr. Stefan G. Bucher's DAILY MONSTER. He's doing some really great work and is getting the credit he deserves. I've been following this project for a while thanks to the great "Drawn" blog. If anyone is lacking in the inspiration dept. I suggest you hop on over to these sites.
Buckets of fun while growing up. Everyone experiences growing pains, and no I don't mean the heartwarming television train wreck starring Alan Thicke. (That's not to say I didn't watch it.) What I mean is that even when you grow up and think you're done growing because you can no longer feel the physical pain of growing, you continue to grow emotionally. This isn't a profound or even ground breaking statement, it's just a self reflection. 
What does it all mean?
Winter hurts my hands. I always forget that even though I love the snow, winter has been a hash mistress on my hands the last few years. They dry out, crack, and bleed. This is crazy painful and more importantly, annoying. Even typing irritates them. I think I'll go take a bath in some lotion and neosporin.
Nobody had the heart to tell Janice that her method of crash dieting wasn't exactly as appealing as she thought it was...not even her back alley surgen. All she knew was that if she had to, she could wear up to 79% more necklaces than she ever could have in the past...and that's what it's all about people. Beauty.
Internet...say hello to the newest member of my family. Her name is either Roxanne, Belle, Terri, or Ruby. Maybe it can just be an amalgam of them all making her Roxerribellby. Not exactly catchy. I'll post an update when I get that locked down. Either way she's a dwarf hamster and she could easily kill you with her cuteness. That's not a threat, it's a warning.
Threat Level Yellow, and Cold
Thanks to the work that needed to be done on my car today, you're looking at an $852 doodle. If anyone would like to buy it for even a fraction of the price, feel free to contact me. computeranimator(at)gmail(dot)com 
I really need to stop killing so many Palestinian kids. I'm starting to feel the backlash. Ok, allow me to explain...a few days ago some idiot kid in Morocco who thinks he's a freedom fighter decided to teach me a lesson. He hacked into my website and deleted almost 70% of my stuff. He cleaned out my photography, graphic design, and other art that I've made over the past two years. Why? Simple. Ignorance. After reading his message "For every Palestinian kid you kill, we kill your servers. " I realized that he probably didn't get the memo that I was against the war. Also, other parts of the story lead me to realize that it was also because I'm Jewish. Ignorance is the only thing in this world that makes me mad. Long story short, my work was backed up and is now as good as new...I suppose I should cancel my vacation to Morocco though.
This is Kyle. He came out of my head but some of my work friends named him. They think he looks like a sickly version of me. That said, it looks as though I'd have to do a lot of meth before I got these early results. At least I finally have something to strive for.
So here's an interesting fact of the day...apparently you can only update your will every three years. With this in mind, I hope you don't marry a money grubbing low-life who only wants your cash and to kill you to reap the benefits...and then realize this two years in. Now you have to walk on eggshells until you can write them out of your money. What a fun year that would be. I think I would move to Texas and work at an aquarium in the meantime.
The doctor is in...your mouth. 
