Woke up today with a damn headache and it’s still hanging around… professional hazard for someone who spends 10+ hours a day staring at a computer screen.
Those who know me personally know how much I love red wine. I’m lucky enough to live near Coonawarra and have a few clients and close friends who work in the wine industry so I’m always kept in good supply!
Today’s Panic is a personal one. My lovely and heavily pregnant wife pointed out to me last night I hadn’t dedicated an illustration to her so to rectify that here is today’s… You will notice the top of the key has the letters E, N and a ? for Ellen, Neave and Baby Hood #2 which is due in three weeks!
You girls (and whatever Baby Hood turns out to be…) have the key to my heart. Don’t lose it, they are expensive to replace 😉
The illustration today has a bit of a Mambo vibe, inspired by a few illustrative heroes of mine, namely Reg Mombassa and Jeff Ragless.
OK, I took the easy option today and went with another animal… this time an octopus which seems to be the go to animal for predicting future events like the NSW Elections (mind you a blind sloth with a rotten apple for a brain could have predicted that outcome).
So, I hope you enjoy The Octopus Illustration!
I haven’t done a character type Panic for a while so I thought today would be the day. I asked Neave what kind of thing I should draw today and she asked for a Unicorn. I didn’t have the Cossack theme in mind when I started but it took me a while to get the legs looking anywhere near correct and I just kinda gave up and decided the unicorn would be dancing and the way the legs were looking would have to do! 🙂
Neave has given a critique on the illustration by saying it sucks because unicorns don’t dance nor should have it been a boy.
My little girl Neave was wanting to do some craft this afternoon after childcare and she asked for some scissors. Once Elle had given them to her, Neave held them the proper way and moving at a glacial pace started walking towards her little table. It was very cute to see how slow she was going because she knew… you don’t run with scissors 🙂