They'd get in your Fridge at 3 A.M. Sharp. They'd take the lids off of your Brickle-of-Bart. Anything, everything, that had a cover, would get robbed at night by a lid singing brother.
First I should tell you where worries come from.
They come from the back of a Hornswagglers thumb.
These Hornswagglers live very deep,
down beneath Gritchuk Falls,
a town far below the earths core in its halls.
The falls that are flowing there a
This is my first image I'm going to post on here. It is nothing like most of the other art on here, but I hope that's fine. I was on vacation and just decided to do something with a black background.
I suppose it no longer matters that the UK stuck to sterling. Dreadful politics there. I had a month to find out that I do not want to go back given the antipathy to the EU, not to mention the endless tory arrogance and stupidity and to the chaos that is
Day 6 #inktober2017 - Sword. Yikes! Someone is feeling some aggression after what him through on day 2. You can follow me on http://instagram.com/jimbradshaw to see the all of my inktober posts and more.
DAY ONE
I had a fucking busy day, and I could only draw at 23:00!
What phrase could I do with the word SWIFT?
I used a little bit of Google Translator, by the way.
And I posted in the Instagram still in the first day, at 23:57.
I was pretty much done with this Jane, but she hadn't told me what she was saying yet. Then my 18 year old daughter came in, and nervously said "Mom...I did a thing..." She proceeded to show me her freshly tattooed fingers. Suddenly, Jane spoke...
Garbage can: I wanted to try out my 'Secret Shoppers' doodle on a soft surface before I tried it on canvas, and I found a garbage can in our garage that worked okay
