Beef stick?
Something about an older gentleman selling a beef stick to an older woman struck me as hilarious. So much so that I began developing voices and dialogue for them both. For seem reason they became denizens of the old south. “Why Ms. Daisy… Ah would be delighted if you’d join me for a mint julep out back on mah patio porch.” The voice is better in person. Not that I blame him. Her flower embroidered denim jacket was quite fetching.

Not snowing yet…
but it is Minnesota.

Free Lunch from Saturday.
It’s not every day that someone offers to buy lunch in exchange for a sketch, but I was happy to accept.

Making up for Thursday.
Went to Grumpy’s for a co-worker’s bday activities and killed some time scribbling some stuff across the street. Tried to get the feel of the cars moving by but feel like it’s not there. Also doesn’t feel enough like night time. Prior to this there were some sketches for an illustration idea I’ve been mulling over and some misc su

Meh. Some random scribbles.
Again… meh.