Showing posts with label intro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label intro. Show all posts

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Volume III : The Quickening






I'll do anything for praise.  You say "When's the third book coming out?"  I say "Oh shit, I should start working on that."

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Sierpinski

 I didn't know how to draw a Sierpinski Triangle until Vi Hart taught me.  Then I drew them a lot.



 This is what a snowy road looks like.  True story.



 The introduction of Stick Rob.  Stick Rob originally appeared in the short lived series Stupid Roommate.



 This is my felted cicada, staring out the window.






 Broonies.  Also not very Sconnie.  The people need to know.



 I cannot stop explaining things!  I can't!  And so many people order mochas because it is a familiar word.


 Good to know.


 Diagrams are cool.  Don't scoff.



    Lessons.  Stick Rob.  So many firsts.  Or one.  But still!  Important foreshadowing of things to come.

Monday, April 1, 2013

The Purple Period

 I go to The Cart, and not only are the notes not yellow, they're small.



 Change is unsettling.



 I do my best to adapt.






 Those bananas are gone now.


   Starting to pay more attention to the order here, but it will be a long time before I come up with a plan to keep them flat.

Friday, March 29, 2013

The Hats

 While this was not the occasion, I have indeed drawn blue tattoos on my face.



 Another recording of a spill on the counter.






 This is what I look like in a dark bar wearing a friend's glasses.



 Treacle Farls are just not a very Wisconsin food.  Had to have someone track down what they were.  To do so, I employed to use of a Press Hat.  Thus begins drawing hats.









 I am a surly looking Rudolph.



 I actually own this hat!  I stole it from a bear.









  Once again I try to set customer expectations at a reasonable level.  The later you eat, the less food is available.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Sweaty Cthulhu



As you can see, I'm just trying to keep people in-the-know.


Customers can be learned from.


A cat on my chest while I nap with a hat on.






You know him.  You love him.  It's the Black Dragon.


There was spilled coffee on the counter that looked suspiciously like a nervously sweating Cthulhu.



In my opinion, my forehead is not this ginormous.







 Hear we see a complete lack of evidence that I've taken a year's worth of life drawing classes.



It is not uncommon for a lack oatmeal to be received as if it is a sign of the Apocalypse.

    Starting to find a groove, I feel.  Still primarily in announcements mode, with scatterings of sketches.


Wednesday, March 27, 2013

All Out Of Order











    These are all out of order!  My intricate plot lines, thrown into chaos!  Really, the important takeaway is that Peppermint Robot & The Americanos should totally be a band name.