Screw those "I do a painting a day!" people!!! I drew AND colored this in fifteen minutes flat.
I was going to make up a poem to go with it, but instead, I didn't.
I posted this just to be consistent, now I'm going to focus on creating some good drawings since I've committed to posting every week.
Once again, no color.
SO, there was more than one request for a poem to go along with this beauty of a painting. Well, what kind of artist would I be if I didn't cater to the masses? (Lowly animation and illustration as they are)...well, I'd be a "Fine Artist" who, instead, caters to da masses. (Copyright Shane Lewis '07)
Here's my poem:
The angry beast rages from street B to street A,
All those houses he'll flail in a whip-snapping way,
He'll crunch down on bones for an afternoon snack,
About some he will say "I want more of that!"
So if you're in Seussville and need a good pounding,
Come over to our house and meet our pet Zounding,
He likes to play rough (in fact most never live!)
You'll be surprised at how little mercy he gives.
But our little Zounding, he's such a swell pet,
If another I find then another I'll get,
Then they can square off, as Zoundings are gay (as in happy)
But they're quite thermo-nuclear, so don't get in their way!