Happy birthday, Shawna!

April?!  I can’t believe it’s been since April since I’ve last posted something on here.  Ugh…

Well, there’s good news-reasons for that.  I’ve had non-stop commissions through the spring and summer.  The bad news is that these pieces belong to the people that paid for them, and I don’t think it’s appropriate to share the work without their permission.  I’ll see if they’d like some exposure. So, check back for some of that soon.

In the meantime, it’s my love’s birthday!  Happy birthday, Reverend Deacon Shawna.  Thank you for making my life so wonderful.

Time is a thief and my passion is a monster.

Yes, the days slip by, becoming weeks and months.  There’s so many things I want to draw and stories I want to share, but my minutes of free time are few and I’m tired.  Nevertheless, it’s impossible to ignore desire , as nagging and vicious as it can be, and once in a while I still manage to get a little something on paper.

Here’s my little friend.  I thought he came out looking neat.  Someone else told me he’s scary, and one other said he was cute.

Get back to work!

It’s so damn easy to tell when I’m not paying attention at work.  I get very focused on my distractions and totally tune out coworkers and clients to the point of ridiculousness.  No where is this more true than in staff meetings.  With no computer or portable device to play with, I start doodling on any paper I can reach.  I’m sure everyone remembers this from high school, drawing in the margins of notebooks.  For me, it quickly become a fascination scenario, and I become unable to notice that everyone else is watching me instead of the meeting.  Oops.

Here’s one from yesterday’s meeting.  That’s supposed to be some kind of mutant squirrel…

I still have my job, but just barely.

Shit.