Sometimes you just feel like drawing a really, really, really big squid.

1950s
Mickey Mouse’s Picnic
Peter Pan
Dick and Jane
The Bobbsey Twins
Nancy Drew

1. Go into the woods and find a tree that’s been growing for a bit, but not too long, but still for a while.

2. Rub a pencil on the bark of the tee.

3. Make yourself cry green tears and fill them with the bark.

Looks like Winslow is making clones of himself again. Flamethrowers at the ready, everyone!

1968 was the year I became a spiritual medium. I was a nine year old with time on my hands. Our parents fed us, clothed us and kept us on the straight and narrow, but orchestrating after school activities was not in their job description. Carefully choreographed play dates were nonexistent. In fact even the word “play date” was nonexistent. No one cared what we did between the hours of 3PM and 5PM as long as we did it quietly while not wearing our good school clothes.