The whole crew accounted for!
I think I made Inez a bit creepier than I intended to. Like, she knows what you did. She always knows.
But I am so happy with how Cordelia and Lulu turned out. I’m seriously tempted to take these designs and use them for some other characters. Especially Cordelia’s.
Probably the furthest that cicada’s flown.
After 17 years (I was 12 the last time they came around – good GOD), the cicadas have indeed arisen. And they are indeed kind of freaky looking.
Not necessarily the hell spawn that Dot’s picturing them as, but still. Weird little buggers. Half the time I’m not sure if they’re dead or alive. A quick nudge usually helps to tell if they are. It also helps to flip them over, as they seem to struggle with that.
They seem to struggle in general, honestly.
I can relate.
Here’s to you, you freaky little bugs. Make some noise. Shed some skin. Do your cicada thing.
Inez has gazed deep into your soul.
It’s been a while since I’ve drawn these guys. But they definitely needed some formal introductions at this point.
And yet, I didn’t need to look back on old comics to see how to draw them.
I call that a success.
We can’t all hide under our beds, Lulu.
Cordelia and Inez are clearly capable of keeping themselves occupied.
Julie-Anne and Daphne are clearly in need of hobbies.
And Lulu’s parents are clearly an anteater and a capybara trying to do their best.
“Please – no more trees. NO MORE TREES” – my drawing hand
They are adorable, aren’t they, though? And I’m very pleased with how this entire storyline turned out! Hope you all have enjoyed this Summertime story!
Bringing back some rather unfortunate Boy Scout memories here.
Not gonna lie – putting me in charge of leading a group, with my inability to read a compass, general dislike of the outdoors, and woeful lack of direction, is probably the worst idea.
Inez is truly an enigma.
Julie-Anne and Eliza clearly subscribe to the same school of thought when it comes to art: more is always more.
Drawn in the comfort of my nice, air-conditioned room indoors.
Truly, the most unrealistic part of this whole comic isn’t the talking animals or the anthropomorphized season – it’s the idea of me hiking.
And down she goes.
Spring might be in for a bit of a challenge. Or at least be a bit more aware of her audience.
And here we see the difference between Cordelia and Eliza.
Not gonna lie – Autumn might be the only season I would trust with children.
Also, just realized that I posted more in July than both May and June combined. Progress.