Stuart the penguin
Stuart The Penguin showed up on my drawing board one day I had lots of other things to do. He was suddenly there on paper, being an arse to his friends. He kept poking me with – in his mind – hilarities, and wouldn’t let me focus on my work. I kept contemplating the scenario he presented, where a group of drunk penguins got hold of a crate of beer and some markers that bobbed by their floe.
I never ment to turn this into a project, it was just fun to draw something that just popped up.
It resonated with some others too, and three was sold to the same couple (last one I didn’t make a scan of) and I kept the one where he discovers the marker for myself.
