The Book of Elephangaroo

Here’s an egg bat dropping off the goods. 

You thought I was joking right?

Egg Bats are not a joke.

Pfffft.

Here’s a little sketch I’ve drawn out for colouring tomorrow.  I have pretty much promised my entire team that I would draw them something, because I’m an idiot, that’s why.  I don’t mind really, it gives me practice but I always get nervous giving drawings away because I know not every one of them is going to be good and I don’t want people to be disappointed.

I think it was widely believed that I could not embrace the pastel goodness that comes with Easter.  Telling people I was going to decorate my house with egg-bats probably didn’t help that perception.  At any rate, I drew a pink bunny to prove them all wrong!  But the bunny looks maniacal, so they were partly right.

Comes in candy flavour.

After doing enough art trades you start to come across a lot of whimsical stuff.  Birds, robots, flowers, you name it.  I’m going to ask for a whimsical dick.  Someone draw me a dick with whimsy!

For a swap.  Some before and after.  I had fun with Mr. Mushroom head.  I started out all serious and then sort of slid into downright silly on my last card.

Are you down with the Téléfrancais?

This got cut off at the bottom.  I had seen this quote online.  It read, “All the French I know I learned from a pineapple.”

I need to draw flowers.  My brain has other ideas.  It’s had too many days off, I fear.

A little before and after.  I had actually called the card complete but after a while, it started to bug me.  So I drew a flower.  And that flower needed another flower…and it sort of snowballed on me!!  Anyhow, I like it.  It’s badass. 

I do.  For real.

Eating pork rinds, contemplating life’s mysteries.  Somewhat thankful and despondent.  It’s a weird mix.

Bob the blob tells me not to worry, it’ll all work out in the end.  He’s a clever blob.