Okay, here it goes;

You’re lying in bed, just about to doze off. You have situated yourself into the optimum sleeping position when all of a sudden you get an itch. The itch is in a spot that is not easily accessible.You have two choices…

Choice number one –

Lie as still as possible and try to ignore it until you fall asleep.

Choice number two –

Scratch the itch, with the possibility that you may not be able to strike the exact same slumber pose again and at the very least, you’ll set yourself back a good five minutes.

Either way, you are faced with an itch. This is my rendition of what an itch may look like.

Just a subtle warning, I may get a little creepy leading up to Halloween.

Contrary to popular belief, I suck at Pictionary. I am just finishing the roof and putting the bone at the front door when someone on the opposite team is yelling “Doghouse!”. I really dislike that game just for that reason alone.

I used the “line-only” technique again. I am really digging going back and forth between this technique and the one I used yesterday in Green Machine. I feel like when I figure out how to effectively combine the two, my pencil will explode.

For Caleb’s fourth birthday party, I got him a Thomas the Train cake, complete with a solid plastic version of Thomas on top. Although, he received more than one boy’s share of presents, he gravitated right for the plastic cake topper. He kept that thing tight in hand for days. He had it in the bath and in the bed. This picture reminded me of that. The whole time I was drawing this, I was thinking about when my oldest boy was four years old. That was part of my “work” day. Did I mention that I was also in my jammies?

So, I discovered a new artist I really like, and I decided to use his technique, which is very similar to mine. His name is Greg Call. If you click the link, please look at his sketches, they’re way at the bottom.

I created this watercolor about twenty years ago. I recently gave it to a friend of mine who likes this type of guitar. It’s funny, if you stop and think about it. I drew this twenty years ago, not knowing that I would even live in this state, let alone hold onto this particular drawing that long.

This is a watercolor I did for a school project. I’m not sure what or why.

This is a fancy tree.

Drawn with the flora in mind.

Must sleep now.