Showing posts with label spacesquid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spacesquid. Show all posts

Thursday, April 24, 2008

spacesquid again ?

spacesquid again ?

well, i suppose that this is familiar territory; which is probably telling people an awful lot more about my inner thoughts than i'd like them to know.

i put it all down to the space-battle i had with a tentacled alien when i was a child; such formative events in your life clearly have a lasting influence on you as you grow up.

either that, or the slightly pointless meeting that i attended the other day - full of expensive words, telling us the blindingly obvious.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

son of space squid


son of space squid !

yep, it's been a little while since we had a space squid - and a little rocket in peril too, to add to the drama of the piece.

with this much scribbling i think that the others around the table must've thought i was taking notes like crazy.

yeah... crazy like a fox !!!

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

a spacewalk

a spacewalk; the first comment from s on this one was something along the lines of "you're colouring them in now ?"

...and she does have a point. to clarify - i don't take packs of highlighters into meetings; doodles like this will tend to be at my desk (phone calls, waiting for something to finish running on the pc, etc.)

i have a headache now from the fumes off the highlighters/whiteboard markers... i suffer for this blog !

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

spacesquid - life imitates art

spacesquid - life imitates art

imagine my surprise, after doodling the picture on the right during a particularly directionless 4 hours, when i return home to find the opening scene of tonight's episode of Legion of Superheroes [1.08] portrays exactly such a confrontation. only with more capes !

maybe i have a Heroes-esque superpower of doodling the future, when it an altered state of mind (don't need heroin though, pointless meetings are my drug of choice!)

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

a spacesquid

a spacesquid, under attack from a somewhat over-equipped chap.

this is what's going on in my head when i'm called into an impromptu meeting immediately following another.


...and the cyclops robot looks on.

i quite like this pen, stolen from someone else's desk. but it's running out.

time to start the hunt again...