daily doodle

Fahf ah bob. bob ah lloigazath n’ghftdrn. H’ hates gof’nn ng loves f’ lllln’gha. bob enjoys spaghetti ep candle mgn’ghft llll brazed lw’nafhnah if ymg’ would like l’ l’ ai bob, swipe epgoka

This is a Vorpal Unicorn. Now I know what you are thinking, “Hey, Spacelord — that’s a rhino.” No.  It’s a Vorpal Unicorn. But in all seriousness; #SaveTheRhino https://www.savetherhino.org/

interjection: (a yell of exhilaration, mainly used by surfers.) Word Origin and History for cowabunga interj. 1954, American English, from exclamation of surprise and anger by “Chief Thunderthud” in “The Howdy Doody Show,” 1950s children’s TV show; used by surfers 1960s as a shout of triumph, and spread worldwide 1990 by use in the TV… Read more

This one was stuck in my head all weekend. I had the idea for a bruiser.  I wanted a bulkier frame, but it just did not turn out that way.  Didn’t want to fool with it too much.  Been a busy day.

…keeping with the theme here. I looked up half a dozen stances for this one; bo over the shoulders casually, leaning, etc.  Then I remembered the Monkey King and settled on this.  Thought it was kinda rad.

I was channeling things here. I had that image of Maeve in the Westworld promotion stuck in my head for some reason.  Then when coloring it took a whole new pathway.  This might be a series of…four…

I love Soda. Soda was an important part of my life. I used to have Soda almost every day. It became my center. I would do anything for Soda. The sweet fizz and tang made me happy. I did not know a life without Soda. Then Soda had to go away. I did not quite… Read more

“This is your friendly neighborhood space jockey — the grav-drives are off so hold onto something!” The interior lights shut down leaving only the reddish-orange hue of the emergence lights gleaming through the corridors of the ship.  The low hum of the engines echo with a vibration through the hull.  There was a screech of… Read more

“That uh…well, I am just gonna call it a ‘space leviathan’ — that bulkhead should hold it for a few moment minutes.” The Commando was unwavered by The Gear Head’s words, and stayed poised with heavy rifle aimed towards the airlock.  The Gear Head glanced at the Commando quizzically, shrugged, and set back to the… Read more

“Such fuss, over such a tiny little thing.” The ocular modulation of The Saboteur’s cybernetic enhancements gave a humming whur as they focused in tighter on the molecular structure of the pink stone held in their hands.  Lights flickered around the room as service bots entered due to the silent alarm being triggered.  There was… Read more