View My Sketchbook
A while back, I lost one of my sketchbooks. Its contents included some of the earliest preliminary sketches regarding Frank and his possession by his television set which, seconds earlier, had become fully anthropomorphic right in front of Frank's eyes. These drawings were done at a time in my life when I probably should have been doing homework.
Unfortunately, until my mom finds these profoundly formative masterworks in her basement, the following few sketches from my lesser-used sketchbook will have to suffice.
Naturally, you idiot, click the thumbnail to view the image in its medium-high resolution glory.
New Sketches!
Old Sketches!
