Sorry about that, I couldn't help myself...
First of all I really am sorry for the title. Its a mix between me thinking I'm a genius and the countless amount of times I've watched BBC Sherlock, A Study in Pink this week. I've stopped now after it lead to some very disturbing dream involving a hillbilly Jabber the Hut look-a-like cabbie driver kidnapping me and taking me back to his shack and hanging me on a coat hanger... his wife and kids were terrifying too but I shan't go further into that, my head is a scary place in dreamland.
Anyway, as the Christmas season has crept in I've found myself missing home a little more than I usually do. Something I've found that helps is flicking through my photo albums and drawing a few little sketches of the two cutest babies in my life; my nephew, and my puppy. Does that make me slightly pathetic? Yes. Do I care? Not particularly.
I've finally got around to finishing a couple of pages so I thought I'd share them.
My nephew. You see he's cute (obviously) but what you don't know is that he's hilarious. You're missing out, really. I feel sorry for you all. You can tell which sketches I spent a bit more time on but there's nothing wrong with a rough sketch or two
Now onto my baby.
The sketch on the middle right looks wonky but that's because I started it one night and came back to it the next day, only to realise when I'd finished that I'd been drawing from a different picture each day! And that is why sleep is good for you.
Aren't they adorable? Meh, I guess I'm a little biased, sue me.
But which one is more adorable? ;)
Until next time!