Life Without Taffy

Another strange creature from my sketchbook.

The fifth in a series. See the others here.

See larger versions of this and my other crappy photos on my Flickr page.

A found photo from this pile of various craps. Not sure who these folks are but I’m thinking that on the left is a married couple and the fellow on the right is the dude the wife’s banging on the side. That’s his bike in the background there. The photographer got an eye shot out in Korea so he doesn’t know how to frame a shot. Or something like that.

For about a month or so these two homeless guys lived under this overpass I passed everyday on the way to work. And then they were gone. I got some pictures:

They had a broom. Strange. It looks like they never used it.

Poor guys forgot their Tracy Chapman cassette. I would have grabbed it, but I have it already. Or not.

Body + Soul Disc II. Disc II? I wish I knew what was on this. The bottom was all scratched to shit. Where the heck do the homeless get CDrs?

I’m almost certain these cats wouldn’t be homeless at all if they’d recycle.

Another 1-hour comick based on a random Win Lose Or Draw card topic. Another one ending in a pointless death.
See the first one, Kangaroo Court here.

I had yesterday off of work and I thought I’d do a little art project. I chronicled my day in panel by panel comic form. One panel for each hour of the day of something I did. And then I realize I have a boring lame existence. Except for the sex of course. That’s one thing I do have going for me. Enjoy. I may do some more if you all dig it, the comic I mean. (Apologies for the quality of the pictures. I had to take a photo of the art because 11×17 is too big for my scanner.)

I unearthed this watercolor monstrosity I did back in 2000. Weird one. But not really weird. My style really hasn’t changed all that much in the past 7 or so years. I have gotten a little more vulgar and silly, but I think the two of those work nicely together.

Because I’m super-excited for the new Spider-Man movie, I thought I’d try drawing Sandman, one of the villains. I’m not really sure why it looks like he’s made of crap. Oh yeah, I suck at watercolors. That’s it. See also my Spider-Man. I’ll probably try Venom next.

I finally got around to slapping some watercolors on the Spider-Man I drew last week. It turned out okay, I think.

Another found photo from the pile. This is a fun one. I can only imagine grandad here going into a music store to find out they don’t make vinyl records for him any more. He buys a little walkman to play his Lawrence Welk cassette tapes on and he’s having a bitch of a time working the goddamn thing.