Wouldn't it be nice if the world were Cadbury?

Very busy lately... less productive. It's like every morning I open a window expecting a flock of parrot's to invite themselves in, but instead they all end in a heap under the sill with broken necks. I don't think parrot's even move in flocks.
So a few pieces I've done recently, not curriculum-related.
As a side-note, if you haven't yet listened to the Dears' latest album (somewhat inappropriately titled) 'Gang of Losers,' give it a peek. And everyone should listen to a decent amount of Chris Smither.

The Straight and Narrow

There aren't enough hours in the day, it is true. I don't think our program was designed with actual people in mind, rather machines who need not rest. A few more sketches.
Apparently I look Polish. My ancestry can be traced back to the Free City of Danzig, which is now Gdansk, and part of Poland. It was German back before and during WWII, though. My Grandmother spoke German and was raised with German traditions. Anybody else get a visit from St. Nicholas on Dec 6th? As per tradition, us kids used to leave our shoes by our bedroom doors, and if we were good, he'd leave candy. If we were bad... I usually got coal. I didn't mind though, it was fun to burn anything back then!
I watched a film on Ralph Steadman, on his process work when he was creating the Leonardo bio. He is inspiringly confident in his work, he quite relishes the element of chance. So I drew a loosely Leo-inspired charicature in response.
And hands. Love hands.

Trebuchet

Trebuchet it is. Hello and Welcome to my blog... oh gad. I'm not much of a journal keeper when it comes to words, but I keep a sketchbook on hand, from which will come the subject of future postings. Below are a few pages from the book I carry in my satchel-- the brunt of which are observations made while travelling to and from campus. Ballpoint IS the shit. Enjoy!