Horpy Hunkaroon*

In honor of Halloween, here are some spooky chiller drawings from my kids.

*Gag from and old Close to Home comic that I can't find at the moment.

Old Joke

The old jokes never really get old, do they?

Dress Code

That I work in a cubicle is an endless fascination for my oldest, who knows about the cubicle world through Dilbert. So once and a while he creates a cubicle-oriented comic like this one. Thankfully, the dress code where I work includes safety vests, steel-toed shoes and safety glasses, not fairy costumes.

More Dad Doodles

Yeah, once and a while I get bored and do some doodling too.

Apologies to Gary Larson for this one.

Photos from Mars

So I draw a picture. And then our oldest does his own version, and does it much better than I. I am content.

I Love You, Rattlesnake Mom

The longer I look at this drawing, the less it makes sense. What does the rattlesnake have to do with loving Mom? Was the message put on the picture after the drawing was made, or was this all part of some enigmatic nine-year-old girl's grand design? I have no idea.

Why Be an Artist?

I find it interesting that the commentary on this comic (over at Incidental Comics) focuses on how art education is being cut in schools and lamenting that we'll turn out fewer artists that way. Well, this blog hopes to prove that if a kid really wants to be an artist, they can be an artist despite what happens at school. Our oldest, for example, is learning much more about comics and drawing a comic strip by reading comic strips and drawing his own than he would in an ordinary art class.

Superstitious About Safety

Out at work, they're having another kids' poster contest on the theme of superstitions and safety. We'll see if the kids can get better than consolation prizes this time around.

I have to admit, I have my doubts . . .

Before and After

Frankly, I'd say this is good advice whether you're at church or not.

I Should Worry Less

Sometimes when I post these drawings, I worry that my little artists are copying too much, rather than creating things on their own.

Then again, when I see them copy ideas and combine them in interesting ways, I have to wonder if right now I'm worrying too much.

Take, for example, this Dilbert comic strip, which inspired our oldest son to create a drawing of his own:

Here's our son's drawing. (It's in two parts because it's a bookmark, front and back.)

FRONT

BACK

Mars or Bust

Sometimes I know where our oldest's ideas come from:

He did make this one his own, though. I like his characters' eyes a lot more than mine, and he's got the Gary Larson lips thing down pretty pat.

Now I'll turn some time over to him so he can write about his own drawing:

He has no idea.

No, that's not true!!(Liam)What I really wanted to say is this: Sometimes I get ideas either from my dad or from an anonymous resource...that's all.

Wanted

It's not every day you come home and see a wanted poster like this stuck to your front door. Today was my day for it.

I have no idea who CoCo the dog is.

I have no idea where "the office" might be, either.

The signs are also posted all over the interior of the house, too. I love coming home.

Camping Wimps

I've been on campouts like this. I've been the one of many hiding out in the tent. I've also been one of the few on the outside, trying to get things going again. I like being on the outside better.

The Passive-Aggressive Big Book O' Counting

It's not publishable (according to most passive-aggressive parenting books these days, it's not nearly foul enough) in its current form, but it's still entertaining. This is a book I helped my then three-year-old son make. You can tell he wasn't all that interested, except when it came to counting to five.