Tag: glasses

  • Sketch: Something -not- on a person for once!

    Kat Johnston – a quick line drawing… he’s adorable!

    It actually feels as if I haven’t done a plain ole sketch on paper in quite a while… though that honestly isn’t true. I think it just feels that way because the last few posts I’ve done to the blog here have been done with images of body-art with sharpies rather than… well… plain ole sketches on paper.

    Well, here is a quick sketch done today, and I can’t say that I wasn’t somewhat inspired by a earlier incarnation of Sven from Questionable Content. What can I say? He was absolutely adorable with the longer hair and the rounder nose, not that he looks any worse now… just different. I’ve been trolling through the archives from the very first of this webcomic, and if you’re not yet come across it, now is just about the right time to go take a peek. My apologies to Jeph (creator of QC) if my ‘sorta inspired by Sven’ is too similar in some respects! Just let me know if you’d like me to take it down (if you ever see this) and I would be happy to oblige.

    So anyhow, that’s about it for today. Another day forward in another thrilling week, which will most likely be peppered with calls back and forth between builders and real-estate agents and the thrilling (yet somewhat disturbing) sound of me yelling at nothing in particular because yelling at something causes more trouble than it should. More tomorrow!

  • Bernice is happy happy!

    Bernice is happy happy… which is a wonderful change from the recent duldrums.

    Finally. A nice, happy character after days of ‘not quite there yet’. Her name is Bernice, and she’s a cheerful little poppet today!

    A rather short, unrelated story. Last night, James, my loving husband, came downstairs with a coffee for each of us. He spoils me rotten by making me coffees and teas on request, even though… and I am somewhat (sorta) ashamed to admit, I don’t make quite so many for him in return. Last night, he bought down a packet of doritos as well. While coffee and doritos may not seem like a logical pairing, they certainly work if you happen to be hungry… and like coffee too. He was not so forthcoming with handing them over though. I was polite. I was nice. I got no chips, so I must admit, I got a touch snippy. The resultant conversation went something like this:

    Me: Hey, give me my chips.

    James: Those aren’t your chips, they’re my chips.

    Me: And you’re -my- husband. Give me my chips.

    Needless to say, he folded under the brilliance of my flawless logic. Yay for chips!