Don’t you just love cheesy old sci-fi flicks? They’re so wonderfully fun, unbelievably kitch… the acting, by some standards, rather deplorable (or simply brilliant, depending on your perspective). Anyhow, the little buy came first, with the little ufo on a string coming next, after his expression came clear.
So, its another short post for today (I’ll blame the fact that its the weekend again, shall I?).
My sketch for the afternoon – look, all the recent ones have been in my little sketchbook! I’m doing good. Well, I think so anyway.
This one brings to mind that little song… you know… Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars… Why was it drawn? Not to illustrate that song at all… just because I have little cities that crop up when I want something random to sketch sometimes – no rhyme or reason to them, other than the fact that they are fun… interesting… a play more of pattern and shape than of anything possibly possible. Scale is no issue, obviously, since the little men that are hanging out in my city today must be massive if they were to conform to any sort of standard within… I don’t know… it works anyway, doesn’t it?
Alrighty, that is all for today – I never seem to be able to throw up much on here on the weekends. I blame my wonderful husband for it, since he is currently calling me over for snuggles. On a day like this, snuggles seem more appealing than trying to think up something witty or poignant to write for here.