Time you got out of the house, John. You’ve put on seven pounds since you got married, and the cycling isn’t doing it.
It’s actually four pounds.
Mary and I think seven.
Night Fury doodles
- “So now you’re a hero?”
- “Today I am.
"this ground smells really.. JUST KIDDING CHECK DIS BITCHES"
Water-soluble ink, I’ve missed you. You make everything so moody.
Study for a bigger (and better) piece from a less boring angle and with a less static pose.
Dubious violin because I used my ukulele as reference and didn’t think to google “violin” until after inking. Because I’m a professional.
Reblogging my own post to point out that this has OVER A THOUSAND NOTES, which is mind-boggling because the average number of notes I get is like, twelve. This wasn’t even intended to be a real piece.
WHAT. All of you come here, let me love you.