Some dinner table comic commentary.
I was asked to draw a page for the kids in my son’s class to color a part of their holiday party, so I figured I could just…
It started out as a lunch bag and evolved into this fine piece of work. Guess what?
No way this works out. No way.
So here in Minnesota, things are wet. More rain then ever recored wet, and I have a basement.
For the last 2 years I’ve been drawing a different picture on my son’s brown paper lunch bag for every day he’s gone to school.