Grouchy Doodles

He's disgruntled. She's petulant. A couple of real glummies. Not many laughs with these two. Thinkin', now, that the guy kinda looks like Edward R. Murrow. He didn't start out that way. 'Course he didn't start out looking gloomy either. Goes to show ya. I think.

The Gang's All Here

Don't know what this bunch has in common, besides purple hair. Most of them looked kinda bored, I guess. Does that mean I was bored when I drew them? Now, that's an exciting notion...

And You Wonder Why My Kids Call Me Pop

Oh, feeling a little light headed today! Actually, no. Got lots to do today, and this is one of those really quick, absent minded things I found in an old scribble pad. Kinda fits today's mood (he said, airily).

Just Out Of Dumb Curiosity, How Did That Ugly Guy Get His Broken Nose?

Out of dumb curiosity.

The Devil Is In The Details

So I had four markers sitting here, two black, one red, one pink, and I figure what the hell, I'll draw Satan. Or Lucifer. Or Beelzebub. Or maybe he's just some low ranking third class, apprentice demon who hasn't even got a pointy tail yet. "Teacher says every time you hear fingernails on a blackboard, a devil just earned his tail." Nice eyebrows, though.

Three People In Line

So, the one in the middle looks like a housewife circa 1980-something. The guy on the right looks like an art director circa 1990-something. And the one on the left... well, I dunno. Maybe he's just looking for Curious George or something.

Shady Guy on Friday

Okay, so I have this grease pencil, one of those things you can't actually sharpen just make the drawing part longer by pulling a little string on the side. And I've got a doodle pad handy, so I draw a faint picture of some guy's face. Then I shade it a little.And I pick up the pencil. And I shade it some more. And I shade it some more. And then I do some invoicing. And then I make some calls. Then I shade it some more. Then I shade it some more. Then I get back to work on the computer. Then I grab lunch. Then I see the pad. And I shade it some more. And I shade it some more. And I shade it some more. Well, long story short, I put the grease pencil away in a drawer in hopes that I will actually doodle different pictures from this point on...

I Pagliacci, Thank You So Mauchee

Oh, it's the sad little clown! Look, his heart is breaking! So, like, our hearts are breaking too, right? Well, no, maybe not. Maybe we don't give a doodly damn about the problems of some little depressed conehead. Maybe he he isn't even heartbroken. Maybe just constipated. Hard to say.

Eureka!

"OOO! OOO! I just had a fabulous, wonderful, bright idea!!! Well... maybe 'fabulous' is a bit over the top, a bit too Vegas-ey. But it certainly is wonderful. Wonderful if one doesn't take things, you know, literal. "Wonderful'... full of wonders... it's not full of 'wonders' exactly. It's pretty okay I guess. Bright! It's definitely bright! I said bright and I meant it. 'Course, bright people say bright things, and I wouldn't want anyone to think I'm telling everyone that I think I'm overly bright, or genius bright or anything, so let's just say I'm a regular guy with one good idea. Except 'idea' is a little strong. More of an idea of an idea. An inkling really. A little inkling. An inkling-ling. Come to think of it, it's just something I happen to remember. Can't quite think of it at the moment, though..."

Rock On

Okay, so I think I've ironed out my technical snags and can now post a picture with the approprite date attached. So here's apicture of a rock.

Well, I least I think it's a rock. Some kind of stone. Could just be an anthropomorphized wad of medical gauze. Not sure. I drew this a long while a go, found it in a note book. Liked it, posted it, but now I'm having second thoughts. I'm going to say actually being identifiable is not a prerequisite for appearing in the blog.

Still Some Glitches

Well, I'm outta town still... will return tomorrow and get my posts on track with new doodles hooked up to the proper date. In the meantime, scroll down a couple entries to see some new doodles.

Technical Difficulties

Hey! I'm outta town... thought I could post previously selected doodles by remote control. And so I have. Unfortunately they all are popping up on last saturday! Scroll down for new Kirdoodles. Sorry about that. Will get everthing straightened out on Tuesday!

Big Bunch

More people drawn with the side of my pencil. This is one of those day long doodles, the kinda stuff you do in fits and starts while you jump from one project to the next. I suppose we could analyze each face and try to determine exactly what kind of mood I was in while I was drawing it, then guess how the corresponding function and or task I was supposed to be completing was faring, but, then again, I suppose we could do a lot of things. Let's not.

Loud Cloud

Looking skyward for advice. Don't know if that's such a hot idea. No matter how impressive some mighty thunderhead looks, he is, ultimately, a collection of little drips.

Cur Doodle

Pups and pooches. Bundles of beagles. Pounds of hounds. Ooodles of poodles. Enough mutts to drive you nuts. SEE ten KAY nines. A furry flurry of flea fodder. Just a lot of dogs.

More Telephone Faces

People I doodled while on hold. The guy with the big mouth is awful Easter Islandish, the sideways woman is just a little scary and the other guy looks like some boss whose name you can't remember. But the squishy girl on top might actually be kinda cute if you squooch up to the far side of your computer monitor and look at her at an extreme angle.

Klueless Kid

A simple drawing of a simple youth. The slight cant of his eyebrows suggest something troubling is on his mind, but the vacant nature of those polka dot eyes assure us it's not much (the mind that is). Nice shirt though. Sorta Dennis-the-Menace-retro.

Five Fat Fleshy Faces

Jowls. They're not just for bulldogs any more.

Don't Know What She's So Worried About

Hey, she's little, and cute and monochrome... I can't believe she has a real care in the world. But people are like that, ya' know. Always fussing around, telling you how big THEIR problems are. Even my doodles have a crappy sense of proportion.

Happy Camper

If I have to draw a scout master, I usually come up with something like this: a jolly boob who would probably try to start a campfire by rubbing two chipmunks together. Which is odd, 'cause my own Boy Scout memories are extremely pleasant, and the only miserable experience associated with the whole enterprise is the one time they send us out on a fundraiser, selling pansies door-to-door (as Dave Barry would say, I'm not making this up).

Old Time Movie Stars

Saw some pictures in a book all about 1920's Hollywood, and they inspired me to doodle what looks like Tom Mix (kinda) and Joan Crawford. Not Mildred-Pierce-big-lips-big-shoulders-big-eyebrows-no-wire-hangers Joan Crawford, but an earlier, happier, Charleston era, flapper style Joan Crawford. As I take a second look, I'm not sure Joan came out quite right. She looks a little rodentish around the muzzle. The cowboy's okay, though. I always preferred the hats in vintage westerns. Now that I think about it, the older the cowboy movie, the more attractive the headgear, as far as I'm concerned.

Hmmm..what more can I say? Since we're talking about SILENT movies, I guess... nothing!

It's Casual Friday!

Time to show up at work in your smoking jacket and fez. Not sure the pipe would pass muster in your typical 2007 cubicle farm, but I'm likin' the idea of wrapping up the week in an ascot. 'Course I do most of my work in the home studio, so Casual Friday can just mean putting on the OLDER bunny slippers.

Two Markers, One Cat

So what's that old joke about the kid in art class passing off a plain black piece of paper as a drawing of a black cat eating licorice in a coal bin at midnight? Never heard of it? How about the polar bear enjoying vanilla ice cream in a snow storm? Don't remember? Well, any way, I guess the point was if you are imaginative enough as a observer you don't even need art.

Head Count

So this looks like kinda some sort of cross between water buffalo, walrus, wart hog, Larry Fine and a dachshund. Maybe a coupla other species thrown in for extra seasoning. Not sure into what direction it thinks it's going... I imagine there would have to be some kind of a vote before the things actually got moving. Pretty sure this one was doodled during one of those long rambling conference calls where tasks and responsibilities are supposedly assigned, but eventually everyone hangs up more confused than before.

Thinks-She's-So-Great

Well, the deal that's so special about this little hussy is, for the hell of it, that I just scribbled her upside down. That's it. Which may not be a big hoo-dee-doo to you, but it was kinda tricky for me (and, yes, yes, yes, the DRAWING was upside down, not the artist). Okay, maybe for maximum impact, I shoulda scanned her upside down too. Next time maybe.

Facing Up To My Responsibilities

Okay, so I'm finally screwed up and missed a daily doodle over the weekend. I'm making up with today's entry , a mess of scribble faces, only one, as far as I can tell, seems all that happy about it being Labor Day. A lot look downright grumpy. Must be the traffic.

Cute Little Kitty... Or Is It?

I mean it looks like some one's precious little pussycat, and I certainly thought of it as a kitten when I drew it. But on second look, couldn't it be some other kind of sneaky species just wearing a kitty cat costume? Say, a Florida swamp rat? I'm just sayin'.