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Pihi

Uncle J's Monster #484

I draw Monsters who don't know they're monsters.

Each of my characters is hand-drawn with pencil and pen on paper, scanned, then finished digitally -- adding color, shadows, backgrounds.

My philosophy is "Something different every day." That means each Monster is distinct from the previous: sometimes vertical, sometimes horizontal; horns one day, several eyeballs the next; self-talk: "Y'know...I haven't made an orange guy in a while..."

If you like my Monsters, please click on the Pinterest, Facebook, Google+, Twitter and/or Stumble Upon buttons and spread the love! I really appreciate it.

Please note: The Fine Art America watermark will NOT appear on any final product. It's there to, y'know, thwart evil thievery. (I just typed thwart and thievery...what a doofus.) (And you read 'em. Now say thwart out loud just because it's fun.) (You're goofalicious, too, and I like that.)

SERIOUS BIT: All phot...

I draw Monsters who don't know they're monsters. I'm a stay-at-home dad. Among other parental duties, it's my job to get our kids ready and off to school each day. That includes packing their lunches. I put a hand-written note with our son's lunch when he started first grade -- a little love from home. That was all good 'til a few months into second grade when he admitted, "Dad, they're embarrassing." Well, just because his young brain got a bit agitated, I'm not done telling him I love him. So, I began sending along a little sketch instead. Those early, two-minute drawings -- my first since I don't know when -- always on plain 3 inch x 5 inch index cards -- evolved from pretty rough geometric shapes and single-color stick figures,...