He's My Dog

Today, right after lunch, I sat down with a drawing pad, a pen and a timer. Thirty minutes to scribble this out. 

That Charlie. He's my dog.

That's it for last week's drawing theme. Now onward for this week. And it's only Thursday.

Charlie Chaplin

Doesn't do him justice. I remember watching lots of Charlie Chaplin, Three Stooges, and Laurel and Hardy in grade school.

Buff Hare ll

Here's my rendition of the buff hare theme. What could be mightier than the Great Sphinx? I mean besides the sword and the pen.

The Great Sphinx Hare 

Onward to this week's theme. Angela will probably have eighteen of them drawn already, and will post immediately. I actually begged her not to post again until I did, and I'm glad she didn't. I got married last week and so maybe I have an excuse. Anyway, don't expect another post from me until Monday (or later).

—Anita

He-Hare, the buffest hare

This week is buff hares and who is buffer than He-Man! This was really fun. I drew it at drink and draw.

If you don't mind a bit of self-promo, I have two things:

1. You can see my first guest comic on Marlowe the Monster. It's a great comic so you should just take the little bit of time to read it from the beginning.
2. I wrote a blog post on Flying Dodo Publications about all the cool things Abe has made at school so far.

Tapir with Apple, a Still Life

Here is my tapir drawing. It was drawn last night in front of the Column of Modern Modular Ruins*. … In the dark, except for firelight. At the start, the final trailings of light from a sun that had gone down, and down some more, helped just a little. So, I suppose I have to actually say that that is an apple on the end of her nose. It was dark, I tell ya. I thought it would be fun to show how a tapir might use its mini-elephantine or gargantuan-pig nose. So … the "apple." It was an interesting experiment to draw in front of a fire. You need to turn your back on it, so the page can get some light. A lot of turning and twisting went on while the drawing took place.

My Pet Tapir: Sweet-Ums

I would have put this image up sooner today, but my computer was having internet connection problems, and we all know what goes on after that. Finally, it's up, and it's still Monday, so I'm even officially on time.

Well, that's it.

---Anita

* The Column of Modern Modular Ruins still stands. It was made in 1997 or 8 from the two-holed bricks that hoist our single-wide mobile home aloft during those heavy windstorms of the early nineties. It's about eight to ten feet tall and circular in height. Dedicated to Trajan's Column of Roman times. I made it with the help of my two kids, Angela and Isaac. Toward the top, I was up on a ladder, and they were passing me these heavy builders' bricks. Hardly anyone got hurt during the process. From that time onward, we light fires beside the structure and burn branches that fall from the trees during the year. We can pretend we are truly ancient during those times.

Tapirs

So you can click the image to see a bigger copy if you need one you can actually read.

This was so much fun. It took about 2 hours though, instead of 30 minutes. Tapirs are crazy weird. I kind of want one for a pet, but they are huge! The woodland park zoo has a pair of them (Malayan). I could ride them around. I think they are bigger than my pony Firefly from when I was little.