And now, filler material of sorts in the form of MOAR sketches I made on the bus.
D, looking angry. Why? Because he was supposed to be posted last time. Oh well.
More sketches after the cut!
A sort of Monticello-esque building. Sadly, I think this may be the best building I’ve ever drawn.
Some sort of half-track with a howitzer/AA cannon on the back. Quoth my friend, “You’re such a boy!”. Whatever that means.
Some sort of accusatory demon. The face was probably inspired by a totem pole carving, subconsciously.
Cylinder-land, plus bird. Is it the only bird on the (very small) planet, or are all the others camera-shy?! We may never know!
It was raining, and I thought to myself, “People make paper umbrellas, but they’re probably highly non-functional with regards to the typical use of umbrellas. What could possibly be worse?”
J, in the summer equivalent of Clamp Season. Brush-pen experiment; I still have no idea how you’re supposed to use those.
The company I interned at gave out these nice “i ♥ robots” T-shirts; On the way to work one day, I ran into someone with another “♥” shirt. The shirt actually said “I ♥ Michigan Asparagus”, which makes it somewhat more understandable…
Aaaaand the last one. This actually happened to me. Fortunately, that driver did in fact seem to know what he was doing. Strangely enough, the afternoon driver seemed not to…
Speaking of which, what’s with service drivers who don’t know where they’re supposed to go? The other day, I was heading back to my dorm by taxi, but the driver had no idea where the street I quoted was. Later, I glimpsed him using GPS on his phone.
I think we should have some sort of taxi driver’s bar-association type thing, like they have in London, complete with exam…
