Happy birthday Sidra!
The Return of General Suharto As The Buddha (Or Why Oh Why?)
For me and all of the rabbitkind looking for a little bit of enlightenment on the meaning of life, it is inexplicable why the Buddha has to be General Suharto. Asking questions is futile.
More of Sidra's Monsters: Bird, Lamp, and Face
It's hard to keep up with the boy, but hey, one needs to do what one needs to do. Obviously. Here's some more of his monsters.
The bird monster. Be very careful, she eats people.
The lamp monster. This one doesn't eat people. Just their eyes. Oh my.
Face monster. Some monsters do float around defying gravity. Or what's left of them. This one also doesn't eat people. He kills them and leaves.
The bird monster. Be very careful, she eats people.
The lamp monster. This one doesn't eat people. Just their eyes. Oh my.
Face monster. Some monsters do float around defying gravity. Or what's left of them. This one also doesn't eat people. He kills them and leaves.
The Rabbiators
The Rabbiators maneuvering their procedural landing in a perfect synchronicity because for them it's all about discipline, discipline, and discipline.
Plagiaristical Orgy of Sidra's Monster
When ideas fail me, nothing feels better than shamelessly steal ideas from a prolific 4 years old artist. Here's some of Sidra's monsters:
This is the hat monster. The official story is that the hat monster saw a very pretty red hat and he went hysterically happy trying to tell everybody how pretty the hat is. Well, such thing happen in monster's world I suppose.
This is the triangle headed monster with many arms. I don't know what the official story is, but I think the monster is somewhat unhappy about how life turned out for him. One can only wonder why. There is so much he can do in life with that sort of arms. I think he should join an association of a sort that helps monsters with their self confidence or something.
This is the auntie Resti monster, but she's not officially a monster.
And here's where the monsters came from.
This is the hat monster. The official story is that the hat monster saw a very pretty red hat and he went hysterically happy trying to tell everybody how pretty the hat is. Well, such thing happen in monster's world I suppose.
This is the triangle headed monster with many arms. I don't know what the official story is, but I think the monster is somewhat unhappy about how life turned out for him. One can only wonder why. There is so much he can do in life with that sort of arms. I think he should join an association of a sort that helps monsters with their self confidence or something.
This is the auntie Resti monster, but she's not officially a monster.
And here's where the monsters came from.
Being Normal and Invites People to A Wedding and Such
Sometimes even a completely unreasonable character such as myself got himself lucky. So I got lucky and married the woman who made me feel like drawing again. I almost forgot that drawing can actually make people, and most importantly myself, happy. So I treat myself some great moments drawing dozens of invitation cards. Here are some of my favorites:
This is the last card that I drew. The greatest thing about watercolor is that the unexpected is expected.
Flying tiles ha ha, love it. I didn't realize that I sometimes unconsciously flatter myself in public until one day my mother-in-law-to-be-at-the-time curiously mention how I mutter to myself how nice my drawing turned out to be.
A mosque in heaven for the lady who introduced me to my wife.
Anyway, here's the complete scan of the cards.
This is the last card that I drew. The greatest thing about watercolor is that the unexpected is expected.
Flying tiles ha ha, love it. I didn't realize that I sometimes unconsciously flatter myself in public until one day my mother-in-law-to-be-at-the-time curiously mention how I mutter to myself how nice my drawing turned out to be.
A mosque in heaven for the lady who introduced me to my wife.
Anyway, here's the complete scan of the cards.
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