Just one quick thing.

http://msp.chinookbook.net/articles/2011/8/23/introducing-the-2012-chinook-book-cover-artist.html
 Just had to post this up... like a report card on the fridge

to anyone who is still paying attention

I quit!

just for a while anyway. I figure, this will be a two to three month hiatus. Big and blustery! I'm still drawing but it's getting more and more difficult to scan... and honestly I'm not drawing that much. So! leave and come back in the fall!

I'm just afraid, I'd eat your brains. Cause I'm evil.

two important historical women.

baba yaga

mother Marry 

Fantasy Tea set

A new series? Or a clever one off. Or a regular one off? who knows. but here it is, ruff and raw. I was going to do some photoshopping to it, but it's got some irreparable flaws, and a chunk missing, so I'll skip it for now. 

Geocaching!

I've done it before, but never got quite as excited by it as a concept until this last time, when I went with an I phone wielding friend. I put this in the cache:

but now I really want to start making Geocaches. So, who's going to help me?

Beast wedding

A perfect union!
Love prevails!
and I got to wedge my way into the proceedings in a small way. constructing a ball of tinder and half conducting a beastly ceremony. here is a fuzzy photograph possibly the only documentation of that bizare event:

additionaly: the ceremonial script:

Beast pope:

I would like to welcome the beasts from all the nations here today to celebrate this union of two of our ferocious comrades

I ask all attendees to remove their human suits and mechanical human hearts to return to the purity of their beastly soul. Only in this way can we all be true witnesses and well wishers of this animalistic union.

The scents, left like presents in the woods, bring the beasts together. These chemical trails wafting among the scrub brush and saplings pave a road to love. When two roads intertwine it is a time of jubilation amongst the beasts, and today is such a day friends!

But I have heard of this union before these beasts were cubs. Rumor of it spread along the creek and on the tips of leaves for as long as I can remember. Fiends, please mark my words when I say these brutes were meant to be.

It is not our way to wait, so, would the beast lovers please clasp one another’s claws, look into another’s optic orifices and proclaim your beastly love.

Beast lover 1:

I know that our beastly way, is the right way. Though it might shock, and offend even the fearsome. Never do I want to go prowling without your paw in my paw without your horn leading the way. When we screech and growl in the night, the humans fear. Little do they know those are screeches of earnest admiration respect and love.

Beast lover 2:

I recall the blood red moon that hung above our first prowl together. I admired your shining coat and ebony claw, and will though the coat may be matted and filled with bramble, or the claws dulled by the hunt. My beast, you are the only beast for me and I will not bear another day to pass without your hide bound to mine in eternal fusion.

Beast pope:

Beast lovers forever bound. The entire beast nation wishes you the best in your feral days and thunderous nights together. Never let the hunters and trappers deter you from prowling the land bound together forever as a pair and a pack.

frog