Maybe these random creatures are given to me in order to do good. Use the following information well, my fellow users of English.

I draw most of my creatures in my journal, and usually I erase the scribbles in the background before I post them. This time I decided to leave them, because they seemed to go with this grumpy blue creature.

The night I arrived in New York, my dad and his sisters had gone through a bottle and a half of wine and still hadn’t thought of anything to say about Grandma at her 90th birthday party the next day. My aunts had elected Dad to give the speech and they had agreed to help write it. “But to be honest,” one of them said, “I can’t think of anything very complimentary.” More…

OK, so I guess technically all these creatures that I have been drawing are more illustrations than comics. But I just can’t stop. Oh well. Sequential art will come soon.

This creature changed a lot once I got it into Photoshop. I am still not so good with tools other than paint bucket, but man I love paint bucket.