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With it getting near 80 degrees today I thought it was a perfect time to draw some fan art.

With one exception, I really don’t sketch in order to come up with ideas. I sketch because I feel like sketching. Once in a blue moon, an idea comes out of a random sketch. Mostly, I’m sketching because I already have an idea. The exception is my little dog Claremont. I can have fun doodling [...]

Ah, the plight of the newspaper. I’ve never understood the thought process that goes into the placement of newspaper stands. Here we have one sitting at McDonalds. It’s not by the door and it’s not really in a place where somebody waiting in line at the drive-thru could quickly get out of their car, buy [...]

I first drew Harvey (named after my grandfather) when I was ten. I ran across these drawings while cleaning out my studio. I was so young, but I still hate to say when I drew these. Let’s just say that it was a shock that year when we found out Darth Vader was Luke Skywalker’s [...]

I bragged on Facebook that my polling place was so close that I could skip to it, so Tom Racine offered me a dollar if I actually did that. Two if I was carrying a basket. I forgot my basket, so I used my wife’s purse. Hey, money’s tight and it seems like a harmless [...]

Let’s say that you’re 10 years old, interested in cartooning, and way too impatient for the internet to be invented. Well, let’s say I was. Somehow my mother found out about this little booklet that you could get. I’m not sure if it cost anything or if you simply had to request one. Either way, [...]

My wife was going through old papers and found this. A few years ago, she took some classes at IU. She received one of those letters that congratulate you on your admission (or, in her case, readmission). I have a vague memory of drawing this while waiting on her in the Registrar’s office. I do [...]

I’ve managed to get rid of many, many books over the years. And by many, I mean…many. Bags full. Carloads full. I still have a lot of books. I’ve whittled them down to what I consider “essentials”. They may not be important books to anyone else, but they have sentimental value to me. One type [...]

We were driving back from Chicago into Indiana. Northern Indiana has proud stretches of Bland. Yes, Bland. It’s Bland for as far as the eye can see. Generations grew up maintaining, enjoying and being comforted by the seemingly endless supplies of Bland. There are miles and miles of fields, respectable farms and an incredible amount [...]