A sketch and a mystery involving chickens

It’s been a while since I’ve posted a sketch or anything really, so here’s a semi-random page from my sketchbook. After flipping through it, I’m noticing that the eye-and-diary thing is a pattern.

More about Hemingway

Nothing says “Come to the party or else” like Hemingway with a gun.

Nine Sketches

Finally, I’m posting more sketches! One a day, mas o menos. Swords! Butts! Flowers! Things that don’t exist in life!

Ray Chu is a sharp dressed man

I imagine he must love Hemingway as well. This is another three-minute sketch.

A sketch and a love poem

This is a sketch of a hipster skull photograph I found somewhere on the internet. It was far too hip, so I made it geekier. We will all look this silly one day:

And a love poem, which is not so much a poem as it is a declaration:

I love Marmite.

I love Vegemite.

If that’s un-American, then put me in irons, damn it!

If only I had more toast.

Pink Plastic Dolphins!

Not the finest example of my sketching abilities by far, but pretty funny to me nonetheless. The family and I rented a house in Oceanside, Oregon for a couple nights. A little context: this is a plastic dolphin mobile that lights up, and is placed in front of a triangular window wall in….. wait for it….. an A-Frame! A gen-u-ine A-frame. (I was ironically thrilled the first time I saw it. My parents laughed at me of course. An entertaining event for everyone involved). YOU ARE WELCOME.

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