Inspired by The Flaming Lips song The W.A.N.D. and by a friend who needed some cheering up. Hope it helps. :)

for a friend

any suggestions on how to keep this 'painty looking' but shtill achieve a sense of realism?

It's midnight Cinderella, but don't you worry none
'Cause I'm Peter Peter the Pumpkin Eater
And the party's just begun

I guess your Prince Charming
Wasn't, after all
'Cause he sure seemed different right after the ball
I guess more than horses are turnin' into rats
And by the way he's walkin'
I can guess where your slipper's at

I'm gonna help you get over
Bein' under that spell
You're gonna learn to love midnight
Inside this pumpkin shell
I've got a few new magic tricks
Your godmother can't do
I'll show you what it means to
Bip, bip, bip, bip, boppity boo

It's midnight Cinderella, time that you should know
There's gonna be some changes in the way this story goes
It's midnight Cinderella, but don't you worry none
'Cause I'm Peter Peter the Pumkin Eater
And the party's just begun

I'm Peter Peter the Pumpkin Eater
And the party has now begun

I'll get to the sprinkles soon enough. ;) Enjoy.

The worst ones come easiest.

sketch0rz?

Swirve = the good

Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbike
A girl could feel special on any such like
Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to you
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
And I've seen you at the cafes and corners it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme
And he pulled her on behind
And down to Boxhill they did ride


Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand
But I must tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man
I've fought with the law since I was seventeen
and I've robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
Now I'm 21 years old and I might make 22
And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you
But if fate should break my stride
Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride.


Come down, come down, called Sergeant McRae
For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
But he smiled to see her cry
And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride


Says James, in my opinion, there ain't nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl
Now Greeves and Nortons and Indians won't do
They haven't got a soul like a Vincent 52
He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
He said I've got no further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her that Vincent to ride


~Richard Thompson~

Wanted to play with using a different tool than usual. This is all done with the pen tool on one setting (except for a plain fill BG and some airbrush to shade the stool). Trying for a pencil sketch look.