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Thün Bleats a War Cry: "Drink, and be merry... fools!"

Heeyy yoooou guuuys! (classic sloth voice).

A magic idea was brought to my attention via email earlier this week. Drew Brockington http://brockart.4ormat.com/ a fantastic cartoonist, and recent transplant to the Twin Cities. He suggested a group of us should go to Manning's (Como Ave.) to drink hootch and draw some art. It was an outstanding idea! 

I watched Peter on my left... magically make beautiful images appear out of thin air onto the page. On my right Todd deftly whisked squids, and horror trees from gauche. Across from me Brockington birthed lumberjacks in skinny jeans from brushed ink.

This watercolor goat-man was the result of a few beers, and my always slyly hidden flask full of rum. More nights like these please! My only complaint about the illustration is... I made his outfit too matchey. The mind of a drunken artist is a strange thing.

Richard Scarry's Lowly the Worm.

Hello there!

Many of Richard's works have left an indelible watermark on me. 

Scarry's influence is still in the recesses of my mind... buried in my own art.

But Lowly stands out as the single most bizarre character of my childhood.  Before I could read around three years of age, I thought he was a snake.  Wandering the pages Lowly was virtually ignored by the other people of Busy Town.  I found it exciting, that he could go unnoticed... sliding around so to speak.  Until I could grasp a basic understanding he was actually a WORM!

 It made me uneasy, how could a worm get that big? It opened up my mind... that things in the world that you perceived to be true, and concrete... can change on you on a dime.  Life is full of surprises, I plan on making a few of my own.

Mr. Zucchini Watercolor

*Wink*

"Pardon me?" He smirked. 

"That is James Horatio Zucchini the third to you... my sweet dear."

This what my drawing would act like if he was real, but Mr. Zucchini is not. I muse stories out of my drawings on daily basis, each one has a back story... only I know. This smug gentleman was sussed up at a coffee shop near my friend's house in the northern suburbs of Minnesota.

New Sketchbook Started.

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