T rex with a claw hammer.

Adapt.

Abraham Funkin’

Valentines card I made for as nice lady.

It’s young Steve Dawson and his ol’ pal Chiddles!

The other legendary Hank.

Here’s a pic of a friend of mine who plays old school bluegrass in a bar I’m too poor to frequent.

Modern day Sasquatch. I’d imagine in this day and age he’s probably got a better phone than me.

Gold prospector. Ive kind of getting into making images with just my black pen again, Hatching is fairly tedious but the outcome is cool.

Todays offering comes from that 50’s book Ive been banging on about. Gunsmoke’s own James Arness.

I found a book about the 50’s hiding in plain sight on my bookshelf. it almost seems alien to me that a kind of idealism of “the life” or “the dream” was something to live up to. Flicking through the pages of that book made me feel a little greyer and jaded for living the way i do compared to what  the ideals of the 50’s would have preferred.

Still, Its the future; and I have 24 hour high speed internet and a big ass plasma TV.

And I don’t have polio.

I haven’t been drawing much for a while, been out playing in the sun. Four days of nice weather and I’ve gone all crispy. People from Ireland shouldn’t ever have a tan. It’s not right.

An illustration for Sooz’s story “flat pack apocalypse”

http://flatpackapocalypse.tumblr.com

This is a guy who I hardly know. He lives on the same side of town as me and we move in different circles of people. I passed him on my bike the other day, but he didn’t recognise me. Its basically a small thank you to him as he’s liked pretty much every pic I’ve put up on instagram.

Cheers buddy!