Lately I’ve taken to drawing from life . . . or should I say death? So all in my sketchbook, headstones, ghosts, and ghouls ink their way over the pages. I’ve been spending a lot of time in my favorite local graveyard with Hannah Breufer “esteemed for her meekness” and Rab McBeth “Who died for the want of another breath.” Most of the graves are well over one hundred years old and it makes a pleasant spot for a picnic.
Here is the cartoon I made for the latest Baking Sheet, King Arthur Flour’s delicious magazine.
At first I had this cartoon drawn with the floor being carpet. My editor said “You don’t have kids, do you?” I said “Um . . .not that I know of.”
Apparently, no sane person puts a kid in a high-chair over carpet. So, I learned a valuable life lesson (kids+food+carpet= soul-sucking mess) and the carpet became nondescript flooring. Once again artist and editor team up to save the world . . . or at least some imaginary carpet.
