Tortwice

Leonardo's ghost

Artist's conscience:

"Madre di Deo! Call yourself
a painter?"

Pondlife

Two stages of development.

Out of one's element

This penguin cannot be said to lack direction.

Shanks' pony

Optical delusion

Torque of the town

(It's too tight).

At the OK Canal

Aspirations

Bagmouth strikes again

Also known as the Fish-and-Chips Monster, the Bagmouth is a common sight in British seaside resorts during the Summer. This one was sketched very hurriedly, but it's fairly accurate.

Mousing off

My brief jaunt to Eastbourne produced almost identical photos to last year so that’s scuppered my plan to post them here.
My brain has been giving me some trouble recently, and is refusing to cooperate. This blog will therefore be continuing without it for the foreseeable future, otherwise it will just go into hibernation, so expect non-ideas and a lack of effort on the drawing front. You never know it might be an improvement...

Eighth Sister

I don’t suppose anyone will notice my absence due to the sparseness of posts here, but I’m off this week to Eastbourne again, to watch some tennis in either punishing sunshine, squally showers or bone-chilling sea breezes. Last year I took some very boring photos of the place so will endeavour to take some more interesting ones this year, though it will be a challenge as I have a very boring camera.
In this drawing can be seen a personification of Beachy Head, the next cliff along from the Seven Sisters on the south coast of England. Goodbye.

Alien safari

Ripley
visits the
Serengeti.

(It's
supposed
to be
Ripley
anyway).

National dress

Thistle
turn-out
for the
best.

Exit

Thanks
to Alex for
featuring
me on the
Neatorama
art blog.
And to
Apelad for
suggesting
me.

Early knight

Saga

You can click on this Viking literary invasion to see it larger but don't look too close or you'll see all sorts of glaring errors. I'll redo it one day when I've learned how to draw in perspective and warp pages of text in photoshop.

Freelance pigeon

Tap tap
tappin'
on the
window
pane.

Ode to Joy

Ludwig van
Beethoven
with a face like
a slapped violin.

Lovebird

This blog has dried up lately. This is probably because work has dried up, inspiration has dried up and life has dried up - in fact I'm thinking of buying a camel.

Max: Box 7

That's the last of this Max sequence, which turned out to be in slightly slower slow motion than intended.
Coming up: I dunno.

Max: Box 6

Max: Box 5

I almost forgot to post anything today, due to the fact that I'm grappling with some sort of flu, which might be of the Swinish variety. It's not very pleasant, whatever variety it is - perhaps it's just the not-very-pleasant variety.
Visitors are advised not to sit too close to the screen.
There are another two drawings from this Max story. Then I'll post something new, if I can be bothered to get out of bed.

Max: Box 4

Max: Box 3

Max: Box 2

Max: Box 1

Well, my attempt to sell out having been somewhat underwhelming, it seems time to resume old habits. One of the things that has attracted people to this blog has been my postings of Pericle Giovannetti’s Max drawings, so I thought I’d put up another ‘story’ from ‘The Penguin Max’. Prepare for another week of slow-motion slapstick, hamster-style, this time concerning the perils of carpentry.

Bird-spreads 8

This is the final spread I’ll be posting from ‘Where the Birdies is’. From now on my attempts to sell out will be confined to the sidebar. The drawings are ‘Wren’s egg’ and ‘Pecking order’ from December 2007 and January 2008.