There is a reason why anything in my artwork starting with a rabbit is assumed to be autobiographical. I raised rabbits as a 4-H project from about the age of 10 and we kept rabbits in pens until I was finishing my undergraduate degree. (Rabbit chores fell to my little brother when I was away from home.) In many ways, I was a rabbit-man. My personal avatar as a school teacher was Reluctant Rabbit.
There is often an exaggerated sense of adventure in my cartoonally weird Paffoonies, the very name of which is a fantasy word.
I have been known to actually believe gingerbread can be magical enough for gingerbread men to come to life once baked. It is the reason I bite the legs off first, so they can’t run away.
I have been known to see elves, fairies, and numerous other things that aren’t really there. In fact, a whole secret hidden kingdom of them inhabited the schoolyard in Iowa where I attended grades K through 6. They were all mostly three inches tall. The biggest ones, like dragons reaching only about six inches tall at their largest.
you are so incredibly talented
Thank you for the kind words.
Those top 4 especially have soooo much character!
Thanks. Character is a good thing, right? Not just a synonym for weirdness?
Character is a good thing … as are all variations of weirdness š
Hahahahaha!
I love your art (especially the mummy one)!
Did you ever try interacting with the tiny fairies?
Oh, some of them told me all kinds of stories. Especially the one called Lumpkin. He told me most of the stories that went into my book Recipes for Gingerbread Children.
Wow, that’s wonderful!