The demands of my workplace seem to ease around the Holidays. That, or my coworkers, supervisors and I all quietly agree to chat with each other a bit more and slog through documents a little less.
I’ve improved at some things social over the years, but I am still by default an a-social beast with a decent ear and a penchant for doodling and the bad posture that such a hobby engenders.
So I drew this at work, hunched over my cubicle desk like a mad protagonist in a Victor Hugo novel, scribbling it down the very moment I realized that my lunch hour was almost gone and that I’d done nothing with it except devour bland birthday cake and peruse bunches of articles online.
I’ve got nothing to say about it except that I’d watch the pseudo-cats on American Idol for a few minutes if they had to sing into a microphone like this one. Forget the notion that the camera is a surrogate eye for a watching audience–put the eye right in the mic.
I started this one at work but, taking a cue from the extraordinarily imaginative ChanChanMan, AKA Tony, whose artwork I must again plug (link) I added a gradient to underscore my rudimentary shading and to kill the overall brightness of the scanned image.
I didn’t particularly want to draw a sort-of-dignified fellow reading a comic book called “The Saga of the Three-eyed Diplomat,” but this is what happened, and I am presently burdened with the idea to draw a comic strip with just such a character.
We’ll see what happens between this notion, holiday plans and holiday-related posts.