If you're a cartoonist and you don't know who Virgil Partch was, you should.
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Thursday, March 31, 2011
1975
If you're a cartoonist and you don't know who Virgil Partch was, you should.
Click it to enlarge.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Blue man.
This is one of those drawings that if I were to do anything more to , I'd probably ruin.
So I quit while I was ahead.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Benchley
Lil's cat. I've been idly scribbling this guy for years and years, and now I finally have a reason to.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
The face.
The top picture is the face my son Henry makes at me when I ask him "Are you listening to me?!"
The picture below that is the face I then make back at him.
We are a couple of very handsome guys.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Morning coffee sketch.
My son Henry, ready for school. It always looks to me like he's preparing for an assault on Everest. I guess fourth grade requires a lot of provisions these days.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Eat me.
I love the art on this old matchbook. And the fact that the steer is serving up a plate of itself - with a wink.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Atrophy.
I keep telling my son Henry this is what's going to happen to him if he keeps playing "Wizard 101" ten hours a day. He doesn't believe me, though.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Homework.
This is the fourth grade math worksheet my son Henry brought home last night, and it appears to be copied out of a textbook. I found the cartoon at the top - um - interesting.
And please don't ask me why he signed his name that way.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
3/1/11
My grandfather used to take his teeth out at the dinner table, and put them in his shirt pocket. I never did figure that one out.
