Assassin's Dweeb

It's been a while since I teased Matt here. This piece came to me a couple of weeks ago. Y'see, Matt likes to pull his hood up over his head in the office when he gets chilly. He hates hats and loves his short hair. And with a skull like his who WOULDN'T prefer short hair? Also, he used to have a penchant for swinging scissors around like Bruce Lee with nunchuks! Merry Christmas Matt!

Merry Christmas!

Jingle Bells and all that fluff! I do love this time of year. Reminds me of my childhood. Listening to my Mom's Christmas records, decorating the tree, the house smelling like a sweet bakery. Or course when I was a kid the worst we'd get was some rain and 50-degree weather. Here in Ohio I get -30 wind chills and ice-slicked roads. White Christmas my ass...

What Happened to that Guy's Chin!?!?

Yeah, that's Matt's favorite thing to say when we see Ken. That's Ken everybody. He works with us at the Press. He cuts things and has a hard time measuring. It's also difficult for him to wear birthday party hats and football helmets. But to make up for this he has a spectacular pair of WOLF FANGS! No, not some cool werewolf lineage. He's got two huge white tufts of hair growing down the back of his neck! AWOOOOOOOOO!

World's Greatest Assassin!

This was a pretty simple drawing. Quick and easy. But the building and splatter works pretty well for the background. Just putting things together more cohesively, even when some of it's abstract.

Chop Shop

Who's got interchangeable arm attachments and is the coolest inter-dimensional criminal in all the universe? That's right: Trapjaw, bitches! You can't tell me you didn't see that coming. I don't know why, but Trapjaw just seemed like the coolest of all of Skeletor's cronies.

Ninja Mummies!!!

Two great tastes that taste great together? No, I suppose not. This was actually a request that I did years ago. Took me long enough to color it. I'm kind of going through a phase, experimenting with textures to enhance colors.

The Rowdy Rods

Previously I've mentioned the... bond that Greg and Hunter shared. They would lovingly practice new ways to high-five. Creativity. Sensitivity. Vulnerability. Greg and Hunter embraced these qualities as the Rowdy Rods. They finished each other's sentences. They'd have completely nonsensical e-mail conversations. It was very entertaining to see what the two of them would do next. And they'd always surprise me!

Bleugh

It's late. Not as late as I thought it was. But the weather's turning and we've got snow on the ground. Yay. I've got a bit of a backlog of finished art. So nothing special, just another Asura critter. Decent action shot though.