Lethal little old ladies will never stop being funny.
Funny
Trains as an analogy . . .
That one frumpy mom . . . .
For as long as I can remember, this has been the image that springs to mind when I hear the name Ruth; Bushy grey helmet-hair, receding chin, unflattering glasses, and only the finest in nineties fashion.
Strangely enough, I can’t identify a specific Ruth that inspired this image; its more a composite of various frumpy mothers I’ve met over the years, and somehow that name just stuck. Don’t fret though, lovely Ruth’s of the world– I have an even less flattering association with my own name! Stay tuned . . .
Great-Grandpa Jimbo
Gawd help us, he got into the schnapps again . . . WHO let him out of the attic?
Inky Little Faces
A full page of faces that I’ve been needing to post for a while now. I used a dip pen and india ink for the lines, and experimented a little more with ink wash for the shading.
Yes, they’re mostly bald, but hair is such a godawful pain. . . 😉
Untitled Genie
I didn’t intend to draw a genie, but he turned into one after I felt too lazy to give him legs. I don’t really have a story to go with him at this point.
Peter Litster 
