He's Back...And He's HUNGRY...

Here's the reanimated head of Gandhi come back to take over the world's food storage supplies. Maybe his huge metal torso is a silo for storing grain, corn, mashed potatoes and...doritos. 'Cause he'd be hungry, right? I know he's a vegetarian, so maybe most fast food dives would be safe. Not that it'll make things any less weird, but if you need some help, please see the previous post for an explanation of what the heck is going on.

Rebel Without a Body

Yes, this is the reanimated head of James Dean. I was thinking about the rumor that Walt Disney's head is frozen somewhere...but for what purpose? To take over the world with his timeless classic animations? Will his robotic body be equipped with speakers to bombard his enemies with repeat playings of "It's a Small World"?

So I imagined a few more of the world's "legends.." James Dean, Mahatma Gandhi, Marilyn Monroe...what if they were reanimated in the future, attached to robotic bodies and laser eyes, and were sent to TAKE OVER THE WORLD??? ..Well, that's what's going on here. It's just a sketch, since we're still hotel-bound and I don't have access to my acrylics. But I have a series, and I decided to watercolor a sketch or two.

Ground Control To Major Tom

I was thinking about how in those old movies the women were never really employed. They had little hobbies and whatnot, but they never really DID anything..you know, sign of the times, and all that. But wouldn't it be funny to still try and play that dreamy, lounging, bonbon-eating, lying in vain, damsel-in-distress female role all while still maintaining some job like, oh I dunno, say ASTRONAUT? It's an alien concept. Yes, I said alien. Maybe that's why she only has four fingers.

I've Been A Little Distracted.

Whoo, lordy lordy--it HAS been a while. Since I last wrote, I had a bun in the oven. Now, the toaster's popped, and I've got a glorious little happy healthy pop-tart! She's amazing (despite the fact that she hates to sleep). She's almost ten months old, so as you might imagine, I've had my hands sort of, well, full. She's inspired me, however, to do something I haven't done in a while: finish a project. I have this uncanny ability to talk myself out of something before I even start it, mostly out of fear, intimidation, and insecurity. That's not the kind of example I want to set, is it? I think not. So I created a resolution: to complete an ABC book for her by the time she learns her ABCs. Easy enough, right? But with an upcoming move, a baby, and a full-time job, time is very limited. But I'm working on it, and here is my letter A.