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John Siemer (Spaceroo) —2/4 >
- A rather meaningless picture drawn on a rather meaningless day.
- The Marsupian Space Fleet's prime directive has nothing to say about merely arguing with the natives of primitive planets. Wouldn't be any fun to visit them otherwise. Astro Wallaby © and whatnot me.
- Yes, I know she looks like she should be standing in the middle of a fountain... I sorta like her anyway. =o)
- Alan Shepard was one of the people I remember as being one of my 'heroes' when I was an ever-so-tiny kid. You have to like a guy who takes a golf club to the moon... shouldn't take anything too seriously. The world'll miss him.
- One of many practice scribbles I've been turning out lately. Sigh.
- Wally B. Astro in one of the sort of situations he finds himself in. Kerpow and whatnot. Astro © me, if anyone's keeping track. =o)
- Young Spaceroos are something I need to work on... but hey, I gotta upload something. [Why? Because the archive is THERE. Good enough reason, I suppose.]
- "Your 'reality' sir, is nothing but lies and balderdash, and I'm delighted to say that I have no grasp of it, whatsoever!"
- How high do you suppose the hoops would be in this league?
- A portrait of the artist, as he weighs whether counting and cataloging the fibers of the bedroom carpet might not be a better way to spend one's time then trying to draw pictures. We all have days like this, right?
- A very quick, very tiny doodle of Bigears in his bunny-jammies. If he forgives me for this lousy one, perhaps I'll upload a better one. =o)
- Bigears the Fennec, again. =o) [Experimented with a homemade blending stump on this one.]
- When Astro found out the baddies had acid for blood, he decided to fill'em fulla lead and sell'em as car batteries. A Warrior of Virtue he ain't. =o) [I need to think up a plot for a new strip sometime. And thanks to the Bigfella for the keen pics. [Not only is he good, he's productive! =o)]]
- Another quickey of Captain Astro, Spaceroo's darker twin. He's a lot of fun to draw. "EAT ATOMIC DEATH, ALIEN SLIME!!!" Just kidding, he he.
- A couple of dancing Spaceroos. Computer colored... not too bad considering what I had to work with. =o\ =o)
- O.K... this one's hard to explain. It started out as a comment about some furs that get the WRONG idea about you if you try to be friendly, and went downhill from there. =o) [My apologies to R.S., of course.]
- Not quite to model, but in the ball park, at least. =o\ A long overdue thanks to B.J. Johnson for, well... sharing his absolute spiffyness with the world. =o) ['Capellan's © him, of course]
- Fuu and Ikyoto go a little... funny in the heads, working at the concession stand flinging cheese, and start, well... flinging cheese! Anyway... =o)
- Ikyoto the loveable huggable keen and spiffy utterly unyiffy lemur, dancing in her woad. Credit where credit is due... the woad thing was her idea. =o)
- A little something I drew in someone's sketchbook... not at AAC, though. =oP This took 3 times as long as any I did there. Sad, really. =o\
- I didn't think this was that good, but then I was surprised to discover it was dated 11/24/94. Now that I know it's that old, I think it's swell.
- Kinda had the Nutcracker Suite on the brain when I drew this. =o)
- Sometimes you draw what you know. Sometimes you don't, because what you /know/ is far too depressing. Sigh.
- Dellway the HuggyStoat. A bit flat of a depiction, but it was 3 a.m. =o\
- Fooling around with colored pencils and posterboard. It's... colorful, I suppose. All characters © their creators. [guess who they are! =oP]
- My drawing in sketchbooks at AAC. Eeeesh. Discovered that drawing under pressure is for me a no-no. =oP Ah, well. T'was fun to be there. =o)
- The good Dr. Lysozyme about to send a patient off to dreamland. =o) [I'm not sure if this is quite what Juan Crespo wanted... no matter. Lyso's fun to draw. =o)]
- A colored penciled get-well card that I ran through the old, evil, scanner of mine before giving away. Yes, the joke is in poor taste. =o)
- Somebody asked me to try doing an equine morph, a donkey in particular. Here's an early attempt at one, with my typically oddball anatomical interpretations.
- It's natural to wonder what your entry in the book of life looks like, I imagine. *sigh* Oh, well.
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