Bob Face Masks now available…
Bob Face Masks…
I never thought I’d ever say this… but Bob the Squirrel face masks are now available in the Society6 shop.
Initially, I wasn’t going to make something like this available… this pandemic is a tragedy we all are affected by… and I didn’t want to profit from that.
But Society6 will be donating a portion of all face mask sales to help in COVID-19 relief efforts. AND, I get asked about Bob masks about every other day. So, here they are!
Click or tap on the image above or go to https://society6.com/squirrelosophy/masks to check out the designs. All masks are 20% off today.
They’re high quality and washable. Have a little fun with being safe… this illness is not going away anytime soon.
NEW SERIES – Bill Watterson
Bill Watterson style…
Back to the roots of everything. This is a milestone in a way. Today I post the 200th image in my Family Styles series.
I say back to the roots… because that’s exactly what the work of Bill Watterson is to me. I’ve gone on and on about his lines and color work in Calvin and Hobbes for 25 years. And, I could continue to go on about it gleefully.
But I’d rather let his work to speak for itself. There’s Bill Watterson… and then there’s everyone else.
Edward Hopper and me…
Ed and Frank
I’ve always loved the work of Edward Hopper… I may have only said that 3,293,112 times to you and the world.
Hell, when I applied to Graduate school I fancied myself becoming the next Edward Hopper. Seriously. I managed to get in the program without a single cartoon piece. My entrance portfolio consisted only of paintings.
I wasn’t concerned with becoming a better Frank Page… I wanted to be the next Edward Hopper… which is the definition of illogical logic. I guess I really needed grad school (and the subsequent student loans I’ll NEVER pay off) to get that horribly idea out of my head and bury it. Still… love Hopper.
I’ve studied the work. I’ve studied the man. For years.
But… (there’s always a ‘but’)
Sitting before his work and trying to re-create it… I’m realizing that I didn’t know him at all… despite what my overloaded bookshelf conveys. You only get to know an artist (somewhat) by painting a mile in their work.
So, I think I know Hopper better. I also think he and I wouldn’t get along. Just a hunch. Probably a personality thing more than anything.