Was doodling the other day, and this Christmas moose came forth. I wonder if eight of these were ever an option for Santa?
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Nobody ever talks about the unpleasant reality of working with reindeer. That being said, run Rudolph, RUN!
Well, the mouse turns a ripe old 90 today. All those years of doing his own stunts, pratfalls, and ghost hunting have taken their toll on the germaphobe (he ALWAYS wears gloves, but refuses to wear shirts – weird). All of that actually made him retire about 25 years ago. Most people don’t realize that ever since, there have been a series of stand-ins for Mickey, while he just stays in his trailer signing 8x10s for anyone who will take one while wondering where his yellow dog has gone to. (Dog years were NOT kind to Pluto. The original Pluto died back in 1951.)
By the way, today also happens to be the big 9-0 for his gal pal Minnie, and his nemesis, Pete. Both co-starred with Mickey in that first cartoon to hit theaters.
So, happy birthday you ol’ long-in-the-ear one! Hope you enjoy gumming your cake today as you celebrate your birth in Steamboat Willie. It was an honor to be a small part of your legacy when I worked on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for a few years.
A little birdie told me that tomorrow will be the 90th birthday of a certain little mouse. Aw, who am I kidding – the Walt Disney Company has been screaming loud and far that Mickey Mouse is old. What they aren’t saying is that Minnie Mouse is just as old, since she also appeared in Steamboat Willie, but maybe that’s because it is impolite to point out a lady’s age.
I just so happened to have drawn this picture of the two almost-ninety-year-olds just this week. For their age, clearly they’ve had some work done. The drawing, however, is for a little girl who is sick in the hospital who said her favorite cartoon characters are Mickey and Minnie. Since I only mailed it out two days ago, she hasn’t received it yet, but just in case she reads my blog, I’ve redacted her name so she can still be surprised.
Come back tomorrow. I may just show what a real 90 year old mouse might look like.
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Happy Halloween!
Here is the final offering in this year’s limited Monster Month posts…
Sometimes life can be tough for an ogre who has decided to buck (pun intended) the traditions of his kind to be a vegetarian. Living creatures no longer fear him, and thusly he is inundated with an infestation of deer. All that venison can be a sweat-inducing temptation, but he’s determined to stick with his principles, even if he constantly is stepping on deer droppings.
Thanks for following along with this October’s collection of silly monster sketches, drawings, and illustrations. We now return you to our regularly scheduled art.
While one might not consider a pig to be a traditional monster, this one qualifies due to his indiscriminate use of that axe, and the fact that he smells pretty foul.
Inked traditionally in my sketchbook, and painted digitally in Photoshop.
Had some time between storyboards the other day to just let my mind and hand wander. This was the result.
I’m still playing around with some digital brushes in Photoshop, and recently worked up this painted sketch with a gouache look.
It’s kind of fun trying to play around with broad strokes and tones rather than the endless noodling I do when I paint traditionally. Also, painting digitally allows me create subtle color builds MUCH easier than when trying to paint traditionally. However, at the end of the project, there is no original painting. It only exists in the ether.
For this drawing, I reached back into my brain thinking of the style of great European comic book characters such as the original Smurfs and Asterix for inspiration. I always LOVED that kind of art style, which seemed to be seldom utilized by American cartoonists.
Jack is a super tiny Englishman being confronted by the giant who really is the victim of a home invasion when you think about it. You’d be upset, too, if some punk kid slid under your door to eat your food and steal your golden goose all from right under your nose. Fe to the Fi to the Fo to the Fum.
