This week I decided to dip back in to the sketchbooks again. I realized I've done an awful lot of drawings of myself over the years, almost always as some sort of cartoon or distortion. So here are a few.
I can remember what I was thinking when I drew some of them, some I have no idea. The drawings below are separated by several years, but seem to hang together thematically.
This was a vague idea for a comic starring my dad and I. He passed away when I was 11, so I tend to always see him as 44 and myself as a young kid.
Old me:
Now some random finds: