Friday, November 21, 2008

Comics Friday like you would not believe




Someone told me my drawings haunt his dreams. Imagine how I feel. All the time.



My favorite thing about this drawing is how a couple specks of lip-chap have gotten on Tie Guy's cheek.

Originally I imagined someone's lips getting so chapped his whole head came off, but I couldn't draw that in three panels and retain any sort of narrative.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

The lonesome pinata


My oldest sister never fails to get a pinata for her kids' parties.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Flying: One Step at a Time



For all you who wanted to fly but couldn't do it "all at once". DPDDB brings you these easy-to-follah instructions. Please direct any inquiries to the original merchant.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Frustrated Office Supplies


I didn't actually look at a stapler or staple remover to draw these. This is what staplers and staple removers look like IN MY BRAIN.

I also didn't look up anthropomorphism to check the spelling because let's face it, certain people have ruined that for the internet.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Yet Another another comics Friday



In the funny papers, the babies "speak" in thought bubbles. So do the animals. This convention is fine with me, up to this point. Anything that "does" things seems to have a potential for self-narration, thought processes, intended communications. A stapler thinks, "Oh man I am nearly out of staples. What is he thinking putting a fifteen-page sheef of paper in here? I am just a standard four-page guy. Get some binder clips, you madman!"

But then it seems like cartoonists figure thought-bubbles are a unified language. Animals and babies can converse because neither talks. This gets creepy. Are the babies and animals telepaths? Do we lose this ability when we master spoken language? Too messy.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Else-Destruct

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Self Destruct


This robot is contemplating his auto-termination functionality. Maybe because the perspective is all messed up on his belly. "I don't want to function in a world where parallel lines diminish to separate points on the horizon," his intellog file downloads will later show. Here he weighs the second law of robotics against solid artistic fundamentals.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Friday, November 7, 2008

Another Comics Friday



Coffee on the brain today. As someone who doesn't do morning coffee, this is what the world looks like to me around 8am.


And then I always want to make this joke on meeting coffee urns. And gas pumps.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Jurassic Melange


Michael Crichton died yesterday. I will always be a fan of Crichton's thrillers, which typically ran his standard Nerds With Crippling Personality Issues Save The World plot. Hollywood did what they could to make divorcee mathematicians and emotionally stunted paleontologists seem like kung fu acrobats and rock stars, and asthmatic epileptic virologists into manly action men, but Crichton would just write another one. And this time they would really REALLY like computers. And, uhm, bugs! I haven't read his latest works, but I am pretty sure a stamp-collecting Oedepal chess historian outruns a fireball in a couple of them. RIP, sir.

My favorite part of the drawing is the anachronistic caveman. Specifically, his expression.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Baroque Requisites


We'll use these to take over the world unless Brain is pondering something else.