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...versus what? Who knows.

Created in photoshop and using a Wacom tablet.

The American Machine

Wednesday wind-down time! Took a wander to my local coffee shop and came back with this. A job well done I’d say :)

It gets weird in Bleu's world most times, and for that I regret absolutely nothing.

Visual jamming, nothing new here! Also, hello February.

Last night's Wednesday wind-down.

My process in a nutshell, more or less!

Hello 2020! The madness resumes.

Pen and splash of watercolor from a series of postcards I sell https://davidmeehanart.blogspot.com/p/y.html

For the love of Frankie

Because two heads are better or worse than none.

Friday night’s alright for creating...

If you see what I did here with the title then sharp eyes, you have...

Me and a few close friends in a cryptic nutshell.

One for the mindless...

Another song for dreams.

A little o' this, a little o' that. All on 8.5X11 heavy white card stock. Some colored pencil. Using photoshop only to render contrast, no other manipulation.

Colored pencil, sharpies, tech pen. 8.5x11 heavy white cardstock.

I cut up one lyric, and then another...and then, booyah!

Assortment of drawing I have done while at work when nights are slow. I have done more but I usually give them away.

I overheard the term ‘feeding the muse’ after what felt like an age and two halves at some point this week, so I figured I’d utilise it as a source of inspiration (and corrupt it in the name of art) somehow...

See the other

Yet another former business related cartoon. Quick pean and ink on 8.5X11 heavy cardstock, with a little help from Photoshop for the background. Obviously.

Mining the idea until I hit paydirt....

My mother actually used to say this to me and my brothers when we asked her to do something while she was in the midst of doing something else...Magic marker, then worked in Photoshop.

8.5 X 11 cardstock

A prime example of why I never became the next Robert Crumb....High school, late 1970's

At this point in time this was a damn good drawing of one of my hapless algebra teachers. I actually remember doing it in class since paying attention never mattered much for me anyway. Good guy.