So I decided to make myself look like a cynical dimension hopping quantum physicist this morning
just a test, think I need some purple/grey shading to get the I’ve-been-up-all-night-doing-science look down but eh, it’s a start
I think the biggest irony about this was reapplying freckles after covering my own with foundation (_ )_
I convinced Fiona to watch Hannibal with me which caused her computer to finally kick the bucket. I can’t help but feel somewhat responsible.
I’m sorry my obsession with homoerotic danish cannibalistic television murdered your laptop, Fiona. RIP, Marty.
He is remembered by those who loved him
Forever and always
Amen
I only knew him for a short time but he will be dearly missed
(via butttsoup)
Classychassiss’s Susan Sprinkles. I had to draw her, she is just a smorgasbord of CUUUUTE!
(via seagerdy)
I needed to vent and there is never a bad time to draw Rosalind Lutece about to brain some chauvinist tit with a chair
“Will the Pissing Writer Please Stop Ruining his Own Script”
a movie, novel and radio adaptation by me and my director
Sesame Street? Arrested Development? The connections are as Ann on the nose of plain’s face.
