Exercising Monsters
Hey! Make sure to check out Exercising Monsters.Based off of a drawing I did for an Exercising Monsters post, this is a revised edition done as a one-off Christmas present for my sister-in-law. I don’t know why the thought of Kamikaze chipmunks amuses me the way that it does, but I stand by this as one of the best drawings I have ever done.
Pictures being used in my Cracked.com article on Elves.
- The difference between elves and hobbits.
- The Videogame Elves: Elves are always big on magic, bows and arrows, and sneaking about in any videogame. Some games have the balls to tell you that the pointy-eared thief you’re playing isn’t elf by naming him a “Bosmer” or a “Dunmer” or a “Tree-Squibber,” but it’s still a bloody elf. See Zero Punctuation’s review of “Dragon Age: Origins.” http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/1096-Dragon-Age-Origins
- Need I say more?
- Only socially incompetent losers play Dungeons and Dragons anymore. If you own any dice with more or less than six sides you should be sterilized for the betterment of the human race (as if you really had a chance at mating).
- Produced on the direction of the editors of Cracked.com.
- The Classical Elves: Based on Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream,” Füssli’s “Das Erwachen der Elfenkönigin Titania” depicts elves as most renaissance Europeans would have imagined them: goat-horned drunkards dressed like they’re one step away from a classical Greek orgy.
- The Fantasy Elves: Tolkien really set the standard for fantasy races in his Middle Earth tales (most notably The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings), where he made his elves a race of beautiful, elegant, immortal warrior-poets. They’re interested in archery, lore-making, architecture, and orc-disembowelling.

Don't ask me how his hat stays on. My guess is conveniently-located horns.
Lego Star Wars domestic disputes.
Halo 3 textual analysis.
More of the usual trees and oceans and bushes and stuff.
My mother bought me a set of Derwent Studio pencil crayons. It’s a little tin of 12 colours, but I use them more than my big set of 40-something because there is something so beautiful about the textures that they lay down. Sometimes it feels good just to mess about with them.
- “Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days! Come near me, while I sing the ancient ways…”
- This surely does not exist in real life.
- Green leafy goodness.
- Wind-blown.


















