Jeepers.
…I need to draw again.
The Girl Charade
...And other Manly Tales
Just one of those days…
A list of my devotions for my bub on the eve of ‘Valentimes’ Day (why do people say that?!)…
Anyway, I love you all. Thanks for stickin’ with me, even through my intense phobia of balloons.
The fight begins! …and ends with my victory. Was there ever any question?
Consider yourself vanquished, bizarro-self. Don’t come back hea’ no’ mo’.
For some reason there’s a bizarro version of me on the internet and I don’t like it.
In honor of this most peculiar occurrence, I present normal me and what everyone is calling “Evil Emily.”
Fight scenes soon to follow. Put’em up, betch!
Two “stereotypical” girls, a farting tutu’d monkey, and me. Of course this makes sense! …
It’s been one of those weeks where I don’t see much of that bub who farts in his sleep next to me. Ohhh well…
Get outta here, Christmas! …Or Ninja will chop down yo’ butt.
Yes, it’s true: When Chris & I fight, it’s like Blue Dragon…
Happy 2012, yo!
Rare color drawings from my portable Moleskine. God, I love those things.
Moreover, I love drawing trees and torsos for some reason, so why not merge the two together? Hellz yeah.
Apologies for the crappy scan. Merry Christmas Eve again! Maybe I should draw a Christmas tree-person. Hmmmm!
