It ain't summer no more, baby

It rained for the first time this weekend (rain? In LA? Unbelievable, I know), which of course, was the perfect timing to draw me some bathing suits:


.I don't know what' with the urge to drew vintage ones, but there you have it. They're a bit girly, but they're just sort of studies of shapes, construction and such. Hopefully, these will lead to some portfolio worthy stuff. That is, at least, the plan.

And here's some other stuff I've been scribbling this weekend:


Ahem - these are some studies for some plush I promised for a friend (I don't take challenges lightly, Mr. Madison. It's game on!). Now I need to figure out how to turn this terrifying, maniacal, violent meat eating machine into something cute and cuddly made of felt. Hmmph... I'll need to scribble some more.

And if work, a new portfolio, a new freelance, new knitting (yep!), more wholesale stuff and a challenge plush were not enough - I'm also contemplating this new little plush:


Yep, it's a self portrait. And I'm going to be keeping that one. If anyone volunteers to translate my excited scribbles into decipherable language, they will be rewarded generously.

P.S.
This Sunday was also our six months wedding anniversary. Wow, has it really been this long? Feels like yesterday...