Magic bacon

I have no idea what I'm doing...

This.

I've had a rough couple of days. Not a happy bunny.

Margaret Macdonald

I just love this piece of art from Margaret Macdonald, and I've toyed with the idea of making it into a tattoo, so I traced over it to see what it'd look like.

Bah!

Girly

...yeaaah...

Me and Sus. We're ...purdy ...gals.

Bros

-This dude right here... This dude, I tell ya!
Lily-Fox's gloria brush.

idk

Weeeee... and cats.

Have a happy whatever you don't feel offended by!

Made some x-mas cards I won't be able to send to anyone. They'll lock me up and throw away the key. Then torch the place. Salt the ground. And torch it again.
The last one is for my sister and the joke just doesn't translate that well into English, so... just don't... look at it...

What the fuck do you want?

Welcome, how may I help you?

...yeeeeah

 

Inner city bear

Feeling feline

Here, have a cat in a hoodie.

Hey!

A little something very simple and yet very important Ze Frank once sang.

Moon

Meow?

Don't.

Acrylics on canvas for a co-worker. Crappy photo but, hey... hm...

Still no sleep...

Can't sleep...

The other night I couldn't sleep, I just kept thinking of every bad thing in the world that has ever happened or will ever happen. It's a really bad way of trying to go to sleep.
I imagine it's this dude giving me all those bad thoughts, whispering them into my ear.
Fuck you, dude!

Buns galore!

 

Today it's Cinnamon Bun Day! One of my top five days of the year.

T.M. Riddle

 

Took a break from school and all of a sudden he turned into Tom Riddle. Sly bastard.

WIP WOOP WOOP

Work in progress. For school.

Messy

My desktop looks kind of like my floor: Cluttered. I need to do some cleaning up.

The Yellow Yell Owl

The Yellow Yell Owl (lat. Flavus Hootus Majorus)

...cause I was bored at work and entertained myself by thinking far too much about the word/colour yellow.
Yellow. Yellow. Yellow. Yell OW! Yell owl. A yell owl. The Yellow Yell Owl.
I think I broke my brain.

Love me. Or not. Whatevs.

"Jag bryr mig inte - I don't care"

I keep forgetting that I had this mini exhibition at my former school, Konstskolan in Gävle.
Jag bryr mig faktiskt inte om vad du tycker - I actually don't care what you think.
Älska mig - Love me

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

Trying to get the hang of this repeating pattern malarky.

Hello Halo

Playing with PS and Lily-Fox's Halos Brush Set.
And yes, I'm hooked on Tom Hiddlestone's eyebrows.

Loooo lo lo

Practise makes perfect, and I need a shitload of practise.

So's your FACE!

Facial expressions doo-dah-ling whilst watching movies.

Poor sod

This did not turn out the way I thought it would. Not even the sketch. It looks like Tom Hiddlestone and Guybrush Threepwood had a baby, and they didn't pass on any good genes.

Lunch?

Ben

I wanted to try to do something like Ben The Illustrator's fantastic Fluid Animals... Well, well, cykelställ. I get a gold star for trying though, don't I?

Eye-scream

Batman is a hardcore ice-cream fan.

Give a hoot!

Something my brother once said. I can't remember when, where or why but it was hilarious! ...ok, maybe you had to be there...
I imagine it would take place at this empty reception desk in a hotel, the only thing on the counter would be an owl and if you insulted the owl it would hoot: "O RLY?" and with a puff of smoke the manager would appear.

Bah! Humbug!

The Sourpuss

(lat. Felix Grumpus)

D'uh...

The Akward

(lat. Doofus Majorum)

*sigh*

The Llamea

(lat. Animalis Immobilis)

Chirpy

 

The Fat Tit

(lat. Obeseum Birdum)

Zzzzz...

The Red Eyed Sleeper

(lat. Snorus Colossus)

Broad

Just... yeah.

Dreamy

I was a cartoonist and I lived with five dogs and a bunny (who was convinced it was a dog as well). The dogs had awful names, like Roy and Greger, and I never seemed to be able to remember what the bunny was called. I think it was Pearl. Or Bell. Maybe Tinkerbell? Bing? Anyway, the bunny wore a tutu and used to dance in a sort of jumping fashion whenever I played my piano made out of straws. If I made too much of a noise the bunny would shriek and fall over.
Then I woke up.

Bloody Hell

What the hell am I doing? I'm scared now. I wouldn't wanna be alone inside my head.
Ink & PS

Don't ask...

On a rainy day in Tønsberg, Norway, this happend.

The Bitch

Menstrual cramps, this is what she looks like, the bitch.

Smirk-A-Derp

Is it Gollum with a do? Is it Sherlock? Is it the source of the voices in my head? Should I be concerned? Should you?