I've been into this sort of thing lately. Anybody want to add color? I'd be interested too, if multiple people want to do it, to have everyone color on a different layer, so I can see how different people see this. (Not sure how it'd work, but it'd be sort of like the Coloring Book at oekakicentral.com).

Unfortunately for Harold, the irony was not lost on Gertrude.

This was supposed to be quick.

My tea cup is staring at me.

I really need to work on drawing from life.

From Perdito Street Station, by China Mieville, Lin (the red, scarabish one on the right) is an artist commissioned by Mr. Motley (the mobster on the left) to create a statue.
See, this is what happens when I don't use references.

If anybody knows what this is, please let me know.

"'Scuze me lady, but my mommy says you're a witch."

This came out more or less as I saw it in my head. Hey, ma, no reference!

Well. First things first. The writing on the prompt was amazing, as was the idea as a whole--thanks so much, DinoFlorist!
This was the second entry I did; the first one I worked on for four and a half hours, only to have the applet go crazy on me (look at the front leg!), killing everything I had done. Here's the link.
This little guy has eight skinny, double-jointed legs. The first pair have an extra joint, and are usually carried folded over on its back. All of them are tipped with the claws you can see, made of three claws that close into points. When the winds come around, it can stick all of the claws into the ground, and extend them to give it more leverage. These also come in useful when catching rabbits and fish, and to jab at the alligator. The many legs distribute its weight over many small points of ground and so help to avoid the mines. It is camouflaged, and so is invisible from the creature-eating plants. As for the monkeys and their coconuts, well, lucky for them, these thingies taste pretty good. Can't be helped with that big body and skinny legs.
I'm really happy with the expression on the fish.
Edit: Compression killed this. And, eew, there are ugly lines on the left side that I didn't notice before.

Jark, of course. For Yellow Day at Deviantart.com (the 7th, for those not in the know). Because of when I think of Jark, I think of yellow, and when I think of yellow I think of lemon. I don't know Jark, probably won't know Jark, but I support his ideas of community against the corporation. Go, Jark.

Spent about half an hour looking online for a satisfactory picture of a lemon, then went up and raided the fridge and found one in about 15 seconds.

It would be appreciated if you could comment on the image as opposed to the message, thanks.

Or something. Might delete it later.

Personally, I've always imagined love to be yellow.