Yet another doodle that was inspired by a conversation with my kids. The zebra’s flight is propelled by nose jets, but I didn’t properly plan the placement of the doodle on the paper, so- unfortunately- his nostril rockets are not represented here in all their glory. The failure to include them is truly one of the saddest moments in my artistic career.
So, “why is it ‘sort of a doodle’?”, you might ask.
What? You didn’t ask? Well, I’m gonna tell ya anyway, Mister Fancy Pants!
It started as a meeting doodle. No, really. I know you’re shocked. But then it was just sitting there on my desk, minding its own business, when… BAM! I watercolored the daylights out of that sucker, thus elevating it from mere “doodle” to the lofty status of “sort of doodle” for all eternity. I’m sure it’s grateful; you can see it in his eyes.
Sure, shoes are expensive… and pants are downright impossible to find… but his stability in high winds is top notch.
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