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...Here she is! The Yellow Princess!
Guardian of the spaceways and friend to small crazy animals. Secretly a baby space-monster herself, the princess fights for freedom, safety and chocolate from here to Innaminka station. Fear her card-guns, flee from her pithy shouts of 'STUPID BASTARD!' and praise her good handwriting!
This one also came from the daughter. She announce that she was THE YELLOW PRINCESS! (and then shouted her battle cry, which I'll reveal in another piece of art, soon enough).
My daughter invented this one in Duplo (Lego for little hands) and announce it was an 'Aeroble'.
The Yellow Princess rides in this iron capsule as she ventures out into the dusty universe saving lives and spreading happiness! The Yellow Princess is our friend!
The secret hero in a thing I'm hauling together for my beautiful atomic kids (cos we is a nuclear family)
This is The Black Father (logo pending)
He's a ninja, philosopher, archaeologist, social anthropologist, avenging angel, father-figure type.
When trouble hits, The Black Father slip-slides from points unknown to wherever the hell you might be. Swords blazing, guns shining and poetry burning! Screaming Hell! It's The Black Father! *WA-HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*
Did this while on the phone to the parents:
I recently bought a copy of 1,001 Arabian Nights that focuses on illustrations created between the late 19th and early 20th century. A gorgeous volume (to be sure), methinks it inspired me to push back into the territory of Djinns and bandits and half-naked heroes.
This pic shows 'The Jackal', a rogue and a scoundrel who claims to fearlessness. In reality he's just too stupid to appreciate the danger he's in - particularly if he uses that 3rd wish on something other than 'back in the bottle'.
I wanted to spend more time on the guy, but I figured erasing and re-doing him would only mess-up the smoke, so... voila! Here he is...
Yes, it's kind've cliche, but that's where I'm at right now. (is it cliche, or just super cheesy?)
Photographed on our local Thakral court using tripod, self-timer and children as capable distractors. I figure 'The Finger' should be a 5th suit in the traditional playing card suite.
Gong xi fa cai, etc etc (yes, I'm a day early).
"Woof!" said the large-clawed phlapozonct as it scritched its way out of the quagmire."In 150 million years, no one will even remember me!", he thought sadly.Just then a light appeared in the sky above...
"ooh! It's a sign of things to come!".
