Sketch Charlotte

(Yes, I'm still here. ;) )

. . .that every artist in the world is, at his or her very core and despite their best intentions, a complete pain in the ass. DaVinci defined weird. Picasso had (ahem) "a few issues." Van Gogh cut his own freakin' ear off and mailed it to someone.

Artists have problems.

As such, today was one of my problem days. I was kinda cranky coming home from the shop, and a little after I hit the homestead my mood spiraled like a shot duck. God bless my girlfriend, seriously. I was actually planning on picking up some pumpkin beer and heading down to the thing, but I've gotta be honest with myself sometimes. If I'm looking for an excuse to bite someone's kid, it's probably a good idea to call it a Blockbuster night.

At the risk of flattering myself, if anyone was sitting around wondering where "the new guy" was, the one who dresses all in black and swears alot? Well, he was at home. Your unbitten children probably thank me for that decision.

On the upshot, I drew a strange little gremlin that I will share with you all right now.

*I'd have dropped this into the comments section of the post below, but (so far as I can tell) it doesn't support image tags.

Rich/Tom: Behold the power of Adobe Illustrator.

Tess: I'd noticed that I extruded the jaw a little in the profile of the skull, but I never thought that would read as simian. Of course now that I see it, I kinda dig it. . .

Anys, for the elaboration on the process, drill down: