number nine, number nine, number nine

The lure of the open road

Well, the wedding took all my creative energy, but the wedding is over now. It was beautiful and wonderful and perfect and all that, but now my drawing is all rusty.

This is a commission for a friend.
He will be riding his bike from Seattle to Portland, and he wanted a "goat dressed as a cowboy riding a bike."
This should make him happy.
Now, part two, I need to learn to screenprint so I can slap this on some shirts for him....

alia and little turtle

I wish all of our chickens were as personable as Little Turtle is. We just got some more baby chicks -- a buff orpington and a gold laced wyandotte -- and i've been trying to handle them more than i did our first batch of chicks. i've never really been a bird person, and i didn't realize that chickens, especially, were so social.
I really like this analogy:
chickens:us::parrots:pirates

the goat party platform

I don't really mean anything by this. I got a commission to do a funky goat, and I wanted to practice before I do anymore detail on it. I think the "JOIN" is my favorite part... that and the idea of a four day work week with six hour work day (I'm thinking a two-hour lunch). Where is the Labor Movement now?

the view *outside*

I did another drawing of my view at work today. This time I sat outside and stared at the REI building. I wish we had more public art and less public advertisements. From what I gather -- and I must gather this information, not only as a public record, but because the building was finished before I moved to Portland -- the REI building sits on the site of the original Dignity Village that the city moved out by the airport so people in their condos wouldn't have to look at a city of tents beneath the overpass.

another idea

It's just an elaborate doodle, really.

nice view

the text at the bottom reads, "i worked in the art gallery all day, and this was my view."
I'm not complaining. I'm just saying.

keepin' it real

I may use this for my banner for a while... until I think of something better.

quantum spirituality

I think the Beatles were more successful at explaining this than I. The image made more sense when I saw it in my head than when I saw it on the paper.

totalmente

My daughter's grandma gave her a 3CD set of early Sesame Street episodes from the late sixties and early seventies. Annelise has been crazy about them, which might have more to do with this being her first real exposure to TV. This is a line from one of the many songs that have been stuck in my head lately.

duck duck goose

This is just a play on words: "decadent" for "decagon."
That's it.

us vs. them

Continuing my Sociological study of the Hipster Subculture.

my first commission

The request was for a wall of clocks, similar to my Chaos Cafe sketch. I hope she likes it. The requester said to "go crazy" with it, so I had some fun.

community vacuum

I decided to make a sign for the vacuum at work.
The sign I have on there now says: "This is the community('s) vacuum. Please don't just take it,"
but I feel that that must be too complex of a sentence, because no one else ever uses it besides me. This sign should be more to the point.

momma's mama

Alia and I gave our daughter, Annelise, my Grandmother’s maiden name for a middle name. My Aunt Dianne then put together a beautiful photo album of some historical family photos to give Annelise a little insight into her namesake.
This photo is one of my favourites from that album. My Aunt Dianne is on the right, and my mom is seated in my Grandmother’s lap. Uncle Buck, the Air Force pilot, was still yet to be born at the time this picture was taken.
This was my gift to mom for Mother’s Day, even if it was a few days late.

micron convert

Some friends gave me a micron pen for my birthday. I'm impressed with their line quality and waterproof-ness. Now, if only micron pens were refillable.

loading up and moving out

big daddy warbucks

Here's a rough study of some relatives of mine. I *think* the girl is my great-grandmother on my mom's dad's side.
I wish I knew for sure. My granddad gathered all of these images. I wish I could ask him about the particulars, but technically I'm not even supposed to have these until either he dies or my mom does (I'm not too sure on the particulars of that bit, either.)

whole nother country