
Duckor



Then Edna, having brought most of the audience’s wandering minds back to complete alertness with an exclamation of, “And now for something completely different,” reached behind the podium, and with a tug and grunt of exertion produced something quite different indeed.
At this point, almost all of the select few that had not been alerted by her previous announcement were forced into weary coherence, leaving only the man in the plaid overalls completely immune to the situation. Though as it turned out, he had been dead since half-past four.

Well, mostly because I haven’t scanned the next page of the sketchbook yet, I bring you this bit of crablike weirdness. Note the built-in body stabalizer, which it can use as a sixth foot if it ever needs to do something marginally threatening like sticking two legs in the air.

After a week of fearsome battling and extremely deft swordplay, I am proud to announce that the Albino Kraken team was finally able to stave off the attacks of the venomous server gnomes so we may once again return to the important task of keeping you happy.
Anyway, the above drawing was yet another quick pen-only sketch, but I decided to give it a swift bit of colorization to make you feel like you’re still getting your money’s worth after all that downtime.
Oh, and for those of you who didn’t know you were supposed to be sending me money, now’s a good time to start.



Yes, those do seem to be slippers. Maybe that’s the problem.

I just recently got a small sketchbook and pen, which, thanks to their aforementioned size, should be able to accompany me places where my other ones couldn’t have. This should (theoretically) allow me to practice the art of… art, I suppose, more often than previously. The sketches from this book, then, are also going be pretty quick and rough, as I’m not using a pencil to do a bit of preemptive work before putting ink to page.
Anyway, here’s one of the first entries: A hasty tribute to the last vestiges of the Christmas season and to furry-hatted men with polearms everywhere.

If you look closely at the third figure to the right, it’s interesting to note that this may actually be a hermaphrodite by the name of Jamie rather than the Apostle Paul as was previously speculated. This revelation of course turns many traditions on their heads, including that of the Holy Grail, which, rather than being the goblet used by Christ at the last supper to smack Peter in the face, actually turns out to be a beer stein crafted by a guy named Hans during the Franco-Prussian war.
The Pope’s only comment was, “Oops.”