No really, I am very much enjoying this 0.05. It doesn’t even look that good, it’s just therapeutical. Like a bonsai tree. Made of monsters.
Skeleton Finn. Strong baby. Other, less interesting things.
Drinking, drawing, watching adventure time. Oh my.
More sketches. I an terrible at taking photos.
Wat. Yes. Random sketchification resumes. This time, I bring you exciting dudes standing around. One of those dudes is a skeleton. And one of them has a space suit that he probably stole from all the other dudes in space suits (don’t tell anyone, but I only know how to draw that one space suit).
These horrible horrible puns (I am so sorry) were for the very awesome Manif de Bonhommes that was launched last week to protest a great many things with the power of COMICS.
One of these is in there already, the other may or may not appear sometime in the future. I’m not sure if it’s still being updated, but it’s an awesome concept, and contains wonderful wonderfulness by a ton of the most fabulous people including boum, cab and mathieu (who needs to get a freaking tumblr).
Daily sketches for the last four (4) (four) (iv) days. They’re totally daily. All you gots to do is use your wrist mounted time machine, go to the last four days one at a time and only look at one sketch each day. Don’t look at more than one per day though, that breaks the space time continuum and next thing we know we’re neck deep in paperclip monsters.
This is page seven. It is more awesome than every other page because it contains 100% more skeleton.
I’ve just realized that everyone is actually awesome. Skeletons are the greatest thing, and everyone has a skeleton, therefore everyone is the greatest. Except those poor blobby fellows born without bones, but they get balanced out by people who are born without flesh (you never see them because they are too awesome to be visible with the naked eye).
Zomg, daily sketches for the last four days:
Tiny skeletor!
You’d think a skeleton wouldn’t need a space suit, what with being dead and all, but it turns out that skeletons get cold too.
A lady with a suitcase. What is in the suitcase? Strudels. Tasty tasty strudels. Man I’m hungry now.
And a happy robut. It’s happy because it has clamps for hands, and everyone knows clamps are superior to hands in every conceivable way.
It is Thorsday. Thorsday is pretty self-explanatory.
More Thorsdays by clicking through the image.
