Smog's Draws

More inks from Leporid Part Two.

More inks from Leporid Part Two.

Made a birthday card for my eldest daughter (a copy of some My Neighbor Totoro concept art). It was the first time in a while that I worked with a physical brush & ink. It felt good, but I sure enjoy the unlimited number of chances to get strokes right when working digitally.

Made a birthday card for my eldest daughter (a copy of some My Neighbor Totoro concept art). It was the first time in a while that I worked with a physical brush & ink. It felt good, but I sure enjoy the unlimited number of chances to get strokes right when working digitally.

Self portrait of my sailoring days. Launching aircraft from the flight deck of USS Enterprise. 20 million tumblr points to anyone who can tell me the type of squadron I was in, my rating, or rate based on this picture.  Hint: U.S. Navy c. 2006.

Self portrait of my sailoring days. Launching aircraft from the flight deck of USS Enterprise. 20 million tumblr points to anyone who can tell me the type of squadron I was in, my rating, or rate based on this picture. Hint: U.S. Navy c. 2006.

Post-colored, pre-lettered page.

Post-colored, pre-lettered page.

Inking from Leporid Part Two.  Starting on some back story for the wise old goat.  I’m realizing the last several stories I have written have all included ancient stone carvings or paintings.

Inking from Leporid Part Two. Starting on some back story for the wise old goat. I’m realizing the last several stories I have written have all included ancient stone carvings or paintings.

Some mountains from Leporid.

Some mountains from Leporid.

From Leporid Part Two.

From Leporid Part Two.

Inking some terrain & vegetation that I’m woefully familiar with after decades of living in the Sonoran desert.  From Leporid Part Two.

Inking some terrain & vegetation that I’m woefully familiar with after decades of living in the Sonoran desert. From Leporid Part Two.

It is nighttime. There are trees.
Trees filled with eyes, and dying men.
A kind of bird, hiding its face behind white gloves.
Something falls from a great height.
And puts a smile on the moon.

It is nighttime. There are trees.
Trees filled with eyes, and dying men.
A kind of bird, hiding its face behind white gloves.
Something falls from a great height.
And puts a smile on the moon.

The wise old goat, being wise. From Leporid Part Two.

The wise old goat, being wise. From Leporid Part Two.

Post-color inks from Leporid Part Two.

Post-color inks from Leporid Part Two.

More pre-color inks from Leporid Part Two. The wise old goat is about to lay down some legend.

More pre-color inks from Leporid Part Two. The wise old goat is about to lay down some legend.

Leporid and the wise old goat. From Part Two.

Leporid and the wise old goat. From Part Two.

Some post-color inks from Leporid Part Two.

Some post-color inks from Leporid Part Two.

Some pre-color inks from Leporid Part Two.

Some pre-color inks from Leporid Part Two.