I’ve been neglecting my daily drawings. Here’s a few to catch up with.
The Bat Chaps. Robin was eight years old when he joined Batman fighting crime. Have you hung around any eight-year-olds lately? Not much good when it comes to foiling bank robbers I can tell you. Unless you count vomiting up chicken McNuggets as a super power.
I went to the Isle of Wight last week to visit family and had a walk around Carisbrooke Castle. Much fun and excellent views to be had on the battlements.
I drew a couple of Norman chaps having a dust-up after that:
It put me in a bit a of a fantasy mood:
Back on track now, I think!