Tonight, talking philosophy with my brother at my mom's, while I was trying to pick up my girls, my nephew started shoving papers and markers and crayons into my hand and these things popped out. One, an angry looking Chick, whom I later added small little stick figure humans to the picture and labeled it Chickzilla and the other, a floating indian head. Both were just quick sketches, no more than a couple of minutes.
My nephew thinks I've got some Mad Skillz.
I like the sketches. They're fun.