Archive of posts filed under the inktober52 category.
inktober52: camping
The late, great George Carlin had some things to say about camping, too.
inktober52: dragonfly
The girl with the dragonfly tattoo.
inktober52: monster
Gertrude Baniszewski was a monster in the truest sense of the word. Over a period of three months in 1965, Gertrude tortured, and eventually murdered Sylvia Likens, the 16-year-old daughter of two acquaintances she was charged with watching over while the couple traveled with a carnival. The details of what Gertrude did to young Sylvia …
inktober52: remote
More than a decade ago, I did a drawing that I called “Jesus on his day off.” Since the Inktober 52 word this week is “remote,” I thought it would be a good time to revisit the concept.
inktober52: ancient
inktober52: reflection
The Supremes were a hit-making powerhouse. In 1967, riding high on a succession of twelve Top Ten singles — 10 of which hit Number One — the trio released their first foray into the fledging genre of “psychedelia.” Smack in the middle of the so-called “Summer of Love,” Motown Records issued “Reflections” with an arrangement …
inktober52: home
“Home is the nicest word there is.” — Laura Ingalls Wilder. She should know. She had the nicest one on the prairie.
inktober52: fresh
“Fresh air!” “Times Square!”