Showing posts with label top hat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label top hat. Show all posts

6.05.2007

drawing #17: top hat shag.

6-5-07

WHEN: Whilst ostensibly planning events for summer for work, I ran out of empty brainpan in which to store information. This is the result.

WHAT IT MEANS: As is well-established, the Victorian man awkwardly clutching his cane is an arcane symbol representing the fall of Western Civilization at the hands of bored, hormone-addled adolescents.

5.22.2007

drawing #6: the fickle robotic hand of fate.

5-21-07A

WHEN: Waiting at My Brother's Bar for my friend to show up, on the back of a planning document for a website I'm working on for a nonprofit.

WHAT IT MEANS: In the future, everything - robots, your car, your robot car - will be run through a series of poorly-preserved cassette tapes.