I may have been channeling aspects of the style of a highly-admired friend, John Martz – though rest assured he draws much better than this. I’m still in love with the tone of these texts, but still seeking a good drawing approach.

The stalwart comics standby: a familiar metaphor seized upon and over-extended. I was super excited to use the word “parallelogram” in a comic, though it was in a tooth-and-nail fight with “trapezoid” for a while there.

Despite the perhaps obvious wrongness of a cat drinking a couple of beers, this one makes me feel kind of happy for the cat, it looks like it’s living the good life. And it’s not like it’s a kitten.

Another comic from the endless storybook universe of Rilla’s and my brains. Starring Meow Meow Cat from the comic “Hello Meow Meow“, this time even more sad and alone. Sorry, Meow Meow Cat.

A story that Rilla and I told each other about the reaction that cats have to that amazing, screeching flood of birds that rockets across the sky and a specific time in the morning and evening.