Now there’s CARTOONS in my out pile, too

The only thing bigger than my out pile is my in pile

Okay so you know I said in my last blog that I’d like to give cartooning a whirl and whirl it was, baby, because what with all the ripe subject matter out there I simply couldn’t narrow it down and I had too many weird looking people with far too much to say and it was chaos. It was like everybody I drew was drunk and couldn’t shut up. It was uproarious. They kept telling me I’d made their arse too big or their nose too nosey or their hair too sideways, too booby or not booby enough, flatter stomach, more arched eyebrows, bigger words, and other art direction jabs and disrespect in general.

So I trashed ’em

And then I decided I’d better narrow it down, which I did fairly quickly, to a couple of million possibilities and then I didn’t sleep on it. Oh no. I tossed and turned, worried about how long it took me to draw a parrot, and btw you shoulda heard the profanity – too fucking prim, I fucking loathe pink, is that my fucking beak? – but I finished him in half the time it took to draw the duck, also profane, and then there was the pond and oh brother. I was sunk.

So I thought maybe cartooning would go the way of roller-skating, you know, down hill fast

But then I got an idea. And then I got another one. And then I got a whole bunch more and the cull was on. I set my lofty sites on completing five and I spent all day yesterday on them as if I had nothing else in the world to do, including a job, and this morning I decided to make good on my next post I’ll show you promise.

I’m just sort of popping my head out of the rabbit hole now. I’ve done the five and haven’t shown them to anyone yet. I don’t know if they’re any good but I think so.

Here’s the first one I did:

Get it?

If you feel like giving feedback in comments or an email that would be great because, you know, I don’t know…