A delicate nod...to the ladies...

This week, we take a look at the fairer sex...but then again, when are we not looking at the fairer sex...?

"Da, Comrade Mozstacz..."

The World War sketch vibe continues...

"Ladies and Gents..."

"...This li'l choo-choo's gonna be a little late getting to the station." Another sketch based on an image I found from a photo taken during WWI. To those familiar with my work: No, it hasn't escaped me...the potential metaphor all these train wrecks represent...

On the Edge of the Desert...

I found this peculiar photo of war games in the New Mexico desert from either WWI or II (it escapes me which). The bizarre thing was that I don't recall a military vehicle or uniform in sight. In fact, it looked more like some Hollywood version of some Prohibition shootout. Anyhow, the whole thing is sketchy...much like this drawing...

Vulture Masks say 'It's a Party, y'all."

As Indiana Jones once famously quipped, "Ahhh Venice..." Though I'm far from any gondoliers, I guess I can think of myself as being in her Far West Coast sister location...or not.

Leader of the Free World and/or Cuddly Companion...

As was once famously said of Don Knotts...I just felt like drawing Theodore Roosevelt. Roosevelt once survived an assassination attempt thanks to a speech in his pocket. Though bleeding, he delivered an hour long speech without medical attention. Drawing the blood-stained manuscript for the speech from his pocket, he said "It takes more than that to kill a Bull Moose." On the flip side, his well known account of piranha shredding a cow in minutes is largely believed to have been staged for the traveling president. Personally, I think Teddy would've nicked himself a number of times, jumped in the Amazon, and staged a razor-tooth fish-fry for later that night if he had had his way.

A Flower...

...sums it up, eh?

Just Drive it Off the Lot...

Like a City...with Buildings in it...

I don't do much in drawing architecture. For the most part, it could be called...well...laziness. A good part of it is just disinterest. I appreciate a good building. I like a nice skyline. I don't, however, like reproducing them. Yet, that was part of the point of why I started all this sketching was to work on the things I didn't like drawing or was weak at. So...Uh...Napoli....

"But now I'm a man...way past 21..."

The Blind Brush-man...

I recently purchased my first proper Asian horsehair brushes to attempt to do some different work in ink. I haven't gotten much practice with them, but I'm determined to get that sharp-angled wrist action they do so well in cloth folds. This one...well...he's not there...

Announcement: Hive Gallery...Saturday, September 4th.

According to the above, yours truly is a featured artist at the September show at the Hive gallery. The card contains all the details one might need to attend such a gala event. I'll be standing around looking like someone who stands around at art shows with a sandwich in one hand and a Cuba Libre in the other (I'm not ruling out a Tequila Sunrise). If you can make it out, if patronizing the arts is your thing, if you're more than a meter in any dimension, then by all means come on out to the show!

Not a Burt Reynolds Movie...

Satyr-ical...

Satyr-nalia...I'm out of Satyr puns...wait...Satyr-n...Never Mind...

"Evenin' Ladies, My name is 'Dances with Girls'..."

A first run test for an illustration I was commissioned to do. The mighty bison.

RAT-A-TAT-TAT (Because I can't make plane noises on here...)

A little preparatory experiment for a potential job that might be coming up...no, I'm not joining an air show...

A Man About Town...

It's been darned chaotic here late. Now that's no excuse, as the internet doesn't sleep for anyone. If you're not serving your audience a fresh dose of new material every five seconds, you're old news. How else do you explain Twitter? Twitter has shown me just how many things people are doing that I didn't need to know, and don't care about. Anyhow, I add this little sketch to my own mountain of minutiae. I hope he's worth interrupting your post on the style of quilting on your latest toilet paper purchase.

Play Ball!

Natural Disaster...

Ring Tailed...

When it comes to congenital defects, being born with a tail...as a human being...well, I'd want to be ring-tailed...