I am always whining about ink. “It’s so scary!” “I’m afraid.” I can’t do it.”
Lies, all lies.
After my last post (all pencil sketches as you may recall) I started thinking about the “finished art” I’ve attempted in 2024. I was surprised to see so many.
It is true (that is, not a lie) that I don’t feel quite right about ink. I’m not “myself” as it were. I’m wandering around in the desert. All of which I’m pretty sure is due to lack of practice.
Here are a few inked up cartoons that careened toward the checkered flag of finished art without cracking up completely.
And, to update, where we stand on resolutions for 2025 thus far:
Resolution #1: Less roughly speaking, more rough drawing.
Resolution #2 : Ink! Daily if possible.
No matter what, America rocks.
Too much handwringing America. Give it a rest. “The Donald” is nothing more than a charade of a parade. Really, he could be in jail and still get elected. And Biden could be dead and still get elected. And life in America would carry on.
Proceed to checkout.
Lately, I find myself shopping and just leaving things in the cart. I’m worried about retirement I suppose. Also, my impulsiveness. (“Oh, I absolutely must have those plus fours!”)
There's no justice.
You may recall a couple of weeks ago I posted a sad jester sitting in the King’s throne lamenting just how exhausting speaking truth to power can be. More recently, I happened to catch one of Jason Chatfield and Scott Dooley’s podcasts (Is There Something in This, #56: Vincent Price in a Tarago
Is the right completely humorless?
[I’m taking a break this week from the Originality series, not sure where it’s going, need more reading time. May be resumed next week.]
Help!
Somebody on some social media channel was complaining the other day about the fact that they only had 200 likes. "Why bother?” they whined.
The pen (2) ... Charge!
Last week I posted some sketches of this gag (which is maybe less gag and more editorial illustration). The first sketch was probably the most promising (so often the case) but others brought up some other interesting possibilities. So my first task was to redraw the first sketch, then ink it up.
And on that note, I bid adieu for 2024. See you next year!