Cartooning

I was at Michaels the other day looking for some art supplies for my kids. As I browsed the art section, goosebumps sprung up on my arms… the smell of paper, crayons, and paints quickly gave me flashbacks to a younger me shopping for new paints for art school. I couldn't help myself. I bought a new notebook and some water color pencils. The cheapest I could find… thinking…that maybe I would do some quick doodles while the kids play.

My dad is always begging me to sketch out the stories I tell him on the phone at night. "Do me a favor and draw that…. it would make for a lovely illustration"

So I did… I drew something… and was done in 20 minutes. Pleased with the results I posted it to my Facebook page. The photograph came out much better then the drawing, popping the colors, and giving it a nice professional look. After that I was on a roll.

My dad would call and tell me to keep going. He was my ultimate cheerleader, telling me that what I had was such a talent, and that there is something that I did to those drawings that was unique. My dad was just being my dad…. everything I do is great. I know this.

Alas, it was fun, and it was keeping me sane. I decided to start a series of cartoons of animals doing people things. It was easy to come up with ideas with the help of my husband who finds animals doing people things hysterical.

I went a step further and asked my local tack shop if they would post my work on their Facebook page. They wrote back asking if they were for sale.

Soon I was there showing off my sketches, and made a deal to make some greeting cards to sell at the store. It's a start.

My work will be for sale at the Tollbooth Saddle Shop in about two weeks.
I have chosen a few sketches to be printed on greeting cards with funny sayings with the inside saying "Get Well" "Happy Birthday" "Congratulations" etc. Plus a few mugs…

I've invested about $40 so far… if my work sells… I think I will take it a step further and submit to magazines, and go to horse shows to open a booth. I could sell T-shirts, mugs, tote bags, you name it, I can have it made.

Here are a few items that will be printed up.
Enjoy.

Doc, I can't take it anymore. They put me in a coffin with wheels, put corn rows in my hair, made me dance in front of strangers. Don't even get me started on the chair they tie to my back. I look stupid. I quit. I just can't! 

Resume for Dog
 Objective: Looking for messy kids, willing to clean floors, counters, and tiny hands of all crumbs and scraps. 

"Snickers, I really enjoyed that stunt you pulled today where you stood in the middle of the ring and refused to go. Trainer was sure mad at you and yet you still got sugar cubes at the end of the lesson!" 

Accidents Happen. Get Well Soon! 

Sitting on the Dock of the Bay

"Bubbles was tired of giving pony rides"
Happy Birthday!