Randy

randy clean_color_1200x1200_copyrightRandy and I grew up on the same block. We were friends by default. My sister and I used to braid our hair at night so when we woke up in the morning and took the braids out, our hair would be wavy. Randy made his mom braid his hair just like ours because he copied almost everything we did. He didn’t undo the braids the next morning like he was supposed to. I don’t know what he was thinking. Yes I do. He was thinking he looked awesome.

 

DESK JOB

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What its like when I lose focus and get floaty at my desk job… daydreaming about all the art I’m going to make when I get home.   http://www.annpickard.com

Snake Hibernation

Ssssssssssssssleepy.
Sssssssssssssnuggle.
Sssssssssstuffed Moussssssssssse.

snake sleep

YOU FIND ME FASCINATING

I ran across some old notes on my phone yesterday when I was searching for a password. Apparently this was one of the things I wanted to keep for future use:

Notes listing things to remember.


Blogs are over. Dead. You know it, I know it, the American people know it. That’s why I’m starting another blog.  It’s called “You Find Me Fascinating”.

I hope you’ll stop in and say hi!

It’s been 6 months since Bitchy Potato was published.

Photo Dec 30, 2 31 24 PM (1)

Starting to paint again. Paint stuff like the duck up there. But in color. And possibly big.

Please prod me to religiously post my progress on instagram and facebook.
It’s all about me.

INSTAGRAM: @illustrationimprov
FACEBOOK: facebook.com/AnnPickard

TWITTER: @illoimprov

Thanks for visiting!

Bitchy Potato

bitchy pink potato by Ann Pickard
This is how I feel today.
Irritable, overly sensitive.
Want to
huddle down inside
a brown paper bag
on the back porch

and blink all of my eyes.

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