BARD DOG, BARD DOG....

On the road, I doodled this... can't believe the joke hasn't been done a zillion times before... but I've never seen it.

30's DAMSEL (SOON TO BE IN DISTRESS)



Currently on vacation, so I offer these ones from the recent files -- the original drawing of the luckless "Miss McGinty" from Twelve O'Clock Somewhere, as rendered on copy paper in india ink... and her full color doppleganger, compliments of the always reliable Corel PAINTER 11

AND THE AUDUBON SOCIETY AWARD DOES NOT GO TO...

                                                                                     So it's 1929 and you're a stockbroker on the top of your NYC office building, ready to resolve your predicament once and for all when this pigeon has the AUDACITY to light on your perch... 

ON THIS 4th OF JULY LET'S GIVE A NOD TO A 17th CENTUREY ENGLISH NOVELIST...

 Daniel Defoe, author of ROBINSON CRUSOE and the famous pioneer of the contemporary novel was many things in 17th century England, but a P.I. he was not.  Still, I always thought he should have been, what with his perfect, alliterative "Sam Spade-ish" detective name...  (and while lunch was certainly around in the 17th century, telephones were not)