The Chad Frye - Illustration Guy
*from A Visit from St. Nicholas written by Clement Clarke Moore in 1823
O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree…
A little inked drawing from my sketchbook with some Photoshop blandishments.
Was doodling the other day, and this Christmas moose came forth. I wonder if eight of these were ever an option for Santa?
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.
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.
I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way.
Every now and then when doodling in my sketchbook, a dragon is birthed. Then, of course, another, then another. Dragons always look better with some friends, don’t you agree?
