This is a traditional art illustration produced with Copic markers and Prismacolor colored pencils, on a blanks sketch cover for a Batman '66 comic. it features Yvonne Craig and Julie Newmar as Batgirl and Catwoman from the 1966 Adam West batman series. See more at Sketchcardsandcovers.com
Work in progress. I've always been fascinated by the poison dart frog. It is as ferociously cute as it is poisonous ;). View all my work on Instragram: @CritiQ
A little while back I started doing little triptych cartoons, something I could have fun with and zip off pretty quickly. Then I expanded them to four panels when it felt necessary. Some people think too deeply about my little toons and are confused about what's happening. I just tell them to look at it more simply, and not to overthink it. Like this one.
Pencil drawing I did a number of years ago. Self portrait of myself with my mare, Chia. Graphite on bristol board. Took probably about 40 hours. This particular piece is sold.
Daily drawing (#247) of the Joe Rogan Podcast of Neil Degrasse Tyson; astrophysicist, cosmologist, author. Pencil drawing and colored in Procreate. (Time lapse if you swipe or click to see second image; https://www.instagram.com/p/Bm4UwBzlWoy/)
Imperfect Lines, Honest Presence
This sketch is not perfect—and that’s exactly why it’s alive. The bold figure, the dissolving hat, the tilted chair: all of it feels unfinished, fleeting, caught in motion. It’s what the Japanese call wabi-sabi—finding beauty in the imperfect, the impermanent, the incomplete.
But there’s something deeper here too. A quick sketch is not just what the eye records. It’s what the soul permits. To draw without fixing, without polishing, is to admit the world will not hold still for us. Life slips past. The lines break off. And yet, somehow, the essence remains.
When you sketch this way, you are not the master of the moment—you are its guest. The pencil does not carve permanence; it pays attention. The act of drawing becomes an act of being present, of honoring what is already vanishing.
So here’s a challenge: grab a pencil and sketch someone near you in sixty seconds. Do not erase. Do not perfect. Let the lines falter. When you finish, ask yourself: What truth did the imperfection reveal?
Perhaps presence itself is the real art.
A sketch recalling an era when smoking indoors after a meal was commonplace—a fleeting pause of stillness before continuing the journey ahead. Done with mechanical pencil on scrap printer paper.
