The 5 page (10 strip) story of Wezzle and Bikkie begins!
And, ahhhh, in my first day of sort-of true respite in a while (pencils for Willowweep Manor were due Sunday) I went to Bone Springs (a local art gallery) and painted a ceramic bowl for them for a charity auction thing they’re doing, and it was really fun. Already beginning to feel human again.
Oh, and I finished last week’s journal comic, you can read it here:
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I like the detailing on it. Wezzle’s better with those details.
“…unimaginative to not explore theoretical.” Who’s been teaching Bikkie bigger words? Or has he spent his spare time reading dictionaries and thesauruses or thesaurI (take your pick? Don’t worry, Bikkie. I’m sure with whoever’s going to board you, you’ll get the opportunity to yell your favourite word – BLOOD!
I love Bikkie’s expression in the last panel!
Of course it’s the fastest; it’s not only red (and everyone knows red ones go faster) but also has flames on it.
The third panel makes it look a bit like Bikkie is wearing a top hat and I was sad to see in later panels it was just bulkhead detail 🙁
And so begins the unexpected mayhem. And more wondering curses like, “What the Baltivakk IS that thing??”
Happy, happy. Joy, joy, joy.
Also “How can we make it stop punching us, preferrably as quick as possible.”
Mightbe Bikkie has developed a fondness for tea and Dimitri’s cookies?
Anyone want to bet it’s Anesu?
Nothing wrong with treating kids like adults. As a kid, I always preferred that. (About the UFO museum visit.)