Night Game

Thanks DS, these last 3 were the most worthy of the old art, and include the Ultimate Kitty, who was never replaced. (a whole different story!)

Thanks you my friend, the bite in the butt is that I’ve worked for Hallmark over 18 years, and in all that time, they don’t “get” these, not interested. Doh! So, still on the side, at least they don’t get cute-sified and watered down, that’s a big plus!!

Hey Jen, sorry I missed this comment a few days, you’re absolutely right, there used to be this weekly meeting where you’d go in with your work and face a row of art directors, we called the Dreaded Committee, like some commie tribunal, knees shaking, insane wielding of power to show worth by insecure weaklings, argue over infinitesimal trivialities, contradict and stop all progress… good thing the world has changed, eh? Thank you, my good friend!!

My job is a toy maker, concept designer of critters and characters, and I have to figure out how to make them move, or sing, talk, right now working on a cat and rabbit riding double on a Vespa that scoots across the floor, no schmarm, unless that’s some new type of stuffing…

They’ve ALWAYS been a team…Mwa-ah-ah!!! (and thanks!!!)

Thanks Peter, old stuff when I found that only photo of me from the days of Yore!

Thanks, this is how I used to express myself ‘bout 19 years ago, before the computer came home!

I used to wish Hallmark would take notice, now I’m glad they leave my good stuff alone, or they’d mushy it up for sure!! And these aren’t even the weird ones!!

Thank you my friend, you see the cat sees them, but every time i turn around they duck out of sight—happens every time, they’re very good at it!

I stopped wanting Hallmark to notice these when an art director friend of mine told me “you realize they’d change it all around, and then have someone else draw it, don’t you, and they wouldn’t pay you either…” Hah!

This was when I used to stay up late and get up late, during the “bad old days” of freelancing… Now I watch football and drive an suv and own a house, and still wonder why my hair is migrating like the wildebeest..

Yeah, doing your favorite thing as a job is over rated, and the card designers all have to compete with eachother, not like where I work… and t least I know my limitations when it comes to this stupid Aging thing, think I’ll go shake my sponge mop at some teenagers, but first I’ll put on a flapping bathrobe…

Well, it’s not like I’m going to run with it! Hmmm… maybe a string mop, easier to put on a puppet show…

Toupee?

Old times for me, and for my best kitty who went his own way! Thanks!

True story! Every time the cat glanced out the window, they duck down, I turn around, Nothing! the game goes on, cat glances out, they duck, I turn around, you see how it goes… (there’s a whole story about that cat if you want to hear)

Thank you, my friend, that’s actually a true story, and that’s the rental where I used to live with the ultimate cat, he would suddenly stare out the window, monsters duck down, I turn around, nothing there, little while later, repeat… and so on!!

Ah thank you Viv, they probably would kill my work with corporate love if they got their hands on it, so it doesn’t upset me any more!

Thanks Teresa, it’s a self portrait with my cat, and he used to suddenly rush to the window, and when I looked, all the monsters had ducked down!

Ahh, high praise indeed! Actually I think he was faking me out, eyes getting all big and round, and he’d laugh his butt off in private!

Thanks MT, my cat jumped up to stare out the window 4 times that evening, and of course the monsters all ducked down while my kitty laughed his little white butt off!

Hee hee, this is a true story, my cat would suddenly look out the window, and when I looked, they all duck down… then he does it again, and again, and got me every time. He thought it was hilarious!