
Previous issues:
vol. 1, iss. 1
vol. 1, iss. 2
vol. 1, iss. 3
vol. 1, iss. 4
vol. 1, iss. 5
vol. 1, iss. 6
vol. 2, iss. 1
vol. 2, iss. 2
vol. 2, iss. 3
vol. 2, iss. 4
coupla caricatures, a few feeble attempts at capturing that galumphing run which is so unique to the giraffe...




between the time the drawing was photographed and when it was scanned. These sketches were all done with a ballpoint pen, so after i scanned this in, I had to Photoshop out the original fishing pole.
I probably won't have any new comics this week, due to the fact that I have so many other things I need to be doing, but as a consolation prize for the faithful few who read these posts, here is a full-sized version of one of the cartoons from volume 1, issue 6 of my series of cartoons. You can see the cleaned-up pencils for this cartoon here.



This was during a visit from our grandparents- we decided to put on a show for them and it ended up being a reenactment of the "Dance of the Hours" sequence from the Disney film, Fantasia. We went all-out with the costuming, and really got into our roles. I got my brother to be the crocodile, using his green raincoat, green pants and green slippers and a red sweater for a cape; my sisters wore their gymnastic leotards to take on the role of hippos and ostriches. As the elephant, I went all in grey; grey hoodie and sweatpants, grey socks on my arms and feet, with a grey sock on a bent-up clothes hanger for a trunk, and a grey clip-on tie for a tail. The sign my sisters are holding up said, "The End," naturally (an early attempt at Brechtian techniques?). I guess this was also my earliest foray into the world of theatrical directing.






