Hi…:: waves shyly:: My name is Becca…and I…I…haveashoeproblem.
This is the story of a Doodle. A Calzoo, Be Be Bralzood, Pooka, Princess.
An expansion of my swath of somniferous species, these sleepy forest critters were a series of illustrations I made for my cousin and his wife who are expecting their first baby (of the princess variety) in just a smidgering of time!
My dad is a hunter. More specifically, he’s Carl – the Wildlife Slayer.
Five sparkling, huddled, wing-locked sugar fowl lined up for the slaughter.
I’m going to attempt a magic trick.
For a freelance artist, getting an out of the blue email for a project is like finally finding your favorite lone sock whos desolate partner has been waiting patiently in the laundry room.
After all, tomorrow is another day. And most importantly, that means another day for cereal!
Silly son-of-a-no-good-razmatazz featured images.
One of the great things about being boss, minion, secretary, and cheap labor for my own company is getting to choose random things that strike my fancy to be my new projects.