Another aggressively over-rendered illustration from yours-truly.
Harold Lloyd doing something scary, influenced (maybe?) by that one short where he gets drunk and falls in love with a somnambulist. I could look the title up but its like, 2am. I did however remember the word somnambulist so I should get points for that. A word so nice I used it twice. Go me.
Manga Studio again.
Le rêve, ca 1950, Fujita Tsuguharu / 藤田 嗣治, Japanese (1886 - 1968)
Colorful (カラフル) directed by Keiichi Hara (2010)
George Shearing, Billy May - ‘Snowfall Cha Cha’ (Claude Thornhill) (1960)
If you’re anything like Clark and Jimmy caroling away full of festive cheer, Happy Holidays!
If you understand the holidays are only good for seasonal coffee, and you’ve seriously considered drop-kicking anyone else who tells you to have a Merry Christmas, then you and Lois are on the same page.
have i told you guys i’m really into kyousougiga? because i am REALLY into kyousougiga. nobody seems to be talking about it which is really weird to me because it is SO. GREAT. (if u want to watch it it’s on crunchyroll jsyk. also please don’t give up after episode 0, i promise 1 and 2 will explain everything and it’ll all make perfect sense and you will be so happy)
ANYWAY i rustled up some reference sheets for my own amusement and now i’m going to post them here in the hopes that maybe you will think they’re great (especially yase, the pink frilly demon whose demon eyes make her look like a 70s shojo character) and it’ll convince someone to go watch kyousougiga and then come back and talk to me about how great it is
I found out today (whilst I knew most details the entire story was never one hundred percent clear) that my great step-grandmother was literally a gold digger Cruella de Vil (complete with cigarette holder, “Dahling” affections and fur coats) with painted on eyebrows who married my great-grandfather ultimately cutting my grandfather out from any considerable inheritance from his father when he died and most of their possessions and wealth all went to her family when she died.
For context my grandfather as a kid growing up in the 20’s and 30’s was driven around by a chauffeur.
Her name was Ethel
Kay Starr, Billy Butterfield & His Orchestra - ‘December’