I wasn't always a kidnapper...

That Handsome Devil has a kickstarter that ends August 1st to be able to put out an album and go on tour. I'll download big band music but the little guys? They need monies. We (the rabid fans) met the goal in about a day and a half but they could always use more. Gas? That shit's expensive and if I ever hope to see them in person I gotta shell out some cash to help get them started. Anyways, the kickstarter can be found here. And surprise, surprise, I drew fanart. Of a kickstarter video. I'm helpless.

DoodleDump

I... I don't even. APPARENTLY ALL I DRAW ANYMORE IS FANART. Pshht, whateves. SHIT'S FUN, KIDS. And it helps that a decent portion of the men (and women) in my city already dress like post-apocalyptic art fags.

 I NEED FOOD. TTFN.

Narcissism is Fun

...when it's sketching. <3

Just pretend that belt is rainbow.

Super Cupcake

DC is relaunching their comics in September. Sure, whatever. I'm in a very small minority that seems to actually like Superman's new threads in the promo pic for Action Comics #1.

This is pretty rad.

What? He can't fight crime because he's renounced his citizenship and granny panties? He's still got a cape, what more do you need? I wouldn't wanna be a hero in tights, either. So anyways, I drew a thingy.

Don't nobody cause no shit for the next 10 minutes.

I'm not fully satisfied with the background, but I strained my wrist inking and it's hard to type with a brace on.

I like Batman better anyways.

What a Mensch

My housemate Laura has demanded requested a portrait for her birthday, specifically of her. Taking orders as well as I do I instead sketched her Dream Husband.

A Yiddish dictionary just taught me that 'shmeckle' means penis. You're welcome.

HANG IN THERE

I have drawing projects to doodle, clothes to repair, comics to read, and not enough time in the day. So I did the responsible thing on my day off and ignored all that to draw more fanart for a fanfic of a webcomic. TAKE THAT, CHORES.

Texture from Lost and Taken.