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Hulk write not-Hulk-ku. About bird. Two robin baby Grow big in summer maple tree. Monday, mother father bird Chase air conditioning man Away from nest. Thursday, everybody gone. (Birds not take long.)
He may be a smith, or an engineer, or some kind of steampunk technomage. He could be human or a dwarf or a brownie or a goblin, or some kind of combination of one or more peoples. With his goggles, … Continue reading
One of the most entertaining questions that turns up when drawing people from a highly morphically diverse society as found in the Other Place of the Knotted Rope is “what about clothes?” If you love inventing and drawing clothes, this … Continue reading
Two cool guys wearing spectacles–a casual hexapod with a very long tail, and a baseliner dressed in the height of sketchbook fashion. Inked with the TWSBI Eco. (Another venture into the deeper workings of both the New Scanner and the … Continue reading
Why shouldn’t the benches in the waiting areas of the interstellar spaceport be in the shape of cool alien animals? Or, if your large quadrupedal crewmate has a convenient piece of armor on his back and you are relatively … Continue reading
New scanner week continues its exploration of the seemingly long forgotten depths of the Drawing of the Day sketchbooks with an example of a very particular class of DoDs– the New Fountain Pen drawing. I have shared several of these … Continue reading
Moose: The New Kid’s name is Spencer (everybody calls me Spence), and isn’t that exactly the kind of name a Vulcan kid would pick out if he was trying to fit in? Also the haircut. His ears aren’t pointy but … Continue reading
(Three golden rings.) Song of New Buffalo Michigan watermelon, Three golden rings. Raspberries, blueberries, Geep, geep, geep. (A poem from four small photographs taken on a brief trip across the state line to New Buffalo, Michigan: a typical “fruit stand” … Continue reading
I was having a weird morning, so I got out a sumi brush and my pint bottle of generic India ink and painted the toes of my gardening boots. The pattern is the all over spirals I use in my … Continue reading