Ah, young hipsters in love. However, it looks like they picked the wrong tree under which to plan for the future. Talk about your short-term commitments!
This drawing started out being that I just wanted to draw a tree in my sketchbook. Kinda got carried away…
With this ring, I thee dead.
Well, Monster Month is almost over. Come back on Halloween for the GRAND FINALE!
Just look at this hideous creature, leering out at whatever passes by wishing for its horrific and untimely death, sniffing the air with unwarranted superiority, and tasting the warm ruby blood of its otherworldly desires in the back of its putrid hollow soul. I feel very badly for the fella it is sitting on.
What would be truly horrifying is if that bird leaves a little something behind.
Here is another high quality sketch created on the back of an envelope. Keep those fingers safe Mr. Postman – this is a paper cut you might not recover from.
The contents are harmless. It’s the envelope you have to watch out for.
I believe the children are our future. Teach them well, and let them lead the way.
This was just a strange ink drawing from my sketchbook that felt like it needed to be colored. So, into Photoshop it went where I pushed the “automatic color” button. (cough cough)
Even monster parents are subject to the “are we there yet?” question over and over again.
Earlier this month I shared with you a page from my sketchbook, which is where most of my monsters have their beginning (and sometimes their finish). You all enjoyed that previous post so much (CLICK HERE to see it again) that it seemed like maybe you would enjoy another page.
Well, here it is. There is no rhyme or reason to it. These doodles are just the product of a random mind unsure of what will flow from the pen at any given flick of the wrist.
Sketchbooks are so much cheaper than professional therapy.
The pens I buy just always seem to draw this kind of stuff.
If you get scared stiff by this monster, double-check to make sure you aren’t actually just stiff from the cold because he isn’t particularly scary. However, it is a little unnerving to see him shake a bit from the frigid temperatures.
This was just an ink sketch on the back of an envelope that travelled through the postal system. He would have been warmer had he been enclosed inside the envelope.
Hopefully the postal carriers kept their fingers away from those teeth.