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Saturday, December 24, 2011

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Santa's Elvises!


This weird idea was sparked by fellow blogger Bella Sinclair. I thought it was funny when she said she accidently typed 'elvises' instead of elves in a comment she left. It only takes one word to send me off cartooning. So, thank you, Bella.

I don't know if this is the best solution for that word play, but it's what I eventually came up with, and I must like it because I spent an awful lot of time coloring it.

Hmmm.. guess I haven't been portraying Santa's Workshop too favorably in the last couple of cartoons. I've just always wondered how they do it; billions of toys made in just 365 days... and the pictures I've seen usually only portray a small group of elves doing it ALL. There has to be a few Norma Ray outbursts now and then. I wonder what the mortality rate is for an elf slave? There's always a couple goof-offs at every workplace too, who picks up the slack for them? I would like to see the elf graveyard just outside of Santa's Village. Bet it's huge.

Monday, December 12, 2011

R.O. Blechman CBS Christmas Message (1966)

My friend Rod MacGregor commented about "The Snowman" animated short. I know it well; the song during the flying sequence is one of the most beautiful I've ever heard:





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This was and still is my favorite Christmas commercial. I think it's brilliant.
Since it ran for quite a few seasons it's left a permanent impression on me, and continues to conjure up many nostalgic memories of Christmas past.

Designed by R.O. Blechman and animated by Willis Pyle. Beautiful , hand-drawn pen & ink drawings. Music arranged by Arnie Black.



Friday, December 9, 2011

Christmas Crack-Up!


Enough messin' around.. I'm rolling up my sleeves and diving into this Christmas thing head first! From now on till the big day it's gonna be ALL Yuletide humor!

Monday, December 5, 2011

It's What Bears Do...


I had roughed out this idea about 2 years ago as a lone bear just sitting on a slope enjoying the beautiful day, and thinking he really should go out and find something to kill. But since it's the holidays I started thinking it would be nicer to make it more of a family outing. Warm and fuzzy.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Round Clown


Who didn't love those crazy fun house mirrors when we were kids. Since I was a skinny youngster I preferred the mirror that made me look short and stocky, like a real tough guy. I imagined MYSELF doing some bullying for a change, instead of using my long, skinny legs to RUN from trouble. I'm jealous of Blippo here, who owns his very own mirror. I always wanted one of those... sniff.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Friday, November 18, 2011

The Weird Chameleon


I dug into the archives tonight and found this odd cartoon. This was done in the early 80s, back before I really understood how to create a gag. At that time most of my ideas were more weird than funny. A chameleon doing inventory on his fly snacks would qualify as pretty weird, especially since it's not really related to the actual word play about his eyes. One thing I've learned is you can't have two funny ideas going at the same time within a panel cartoon, conflicting with each other and diluting the focus of the humor. Most cartoonist's minds are racing with crazy ideas, so it takes a lot of discipline to filter all that down into one solid gag that makes sense. It took me years to figure this out, and I'm still learning.

I believe my fascination with the single-panel cartoon rather than strip cartoons is in the challenge of fine-tuning a single moment, with all the information, staging and story telling frozen in time perfectly. You can't set the stage a minute before the event takes place, or the momentum is compromised, a minute later and the message is confusing. It's like dialing in a radio signal for clarity. You need to give just enough information, but not all, in order to engage the reader's imagination. A gag is working when the audience is part of the process, when their mind completes the riddle; give them too much information and they might feel you're talking down to them. Anyway, I think I've figured out how to do it, but I still struggle with each one. I suppose I always will, the proof is in the trash can I fill with rejected jokes every week, and the occasional clunker I post right here on this blog. Your comments help me a lot in that area, so thanks again for that. -Ted

Oh yeah; as an art director I'm known for being quite a stickler about having the correct ellipses in artwork. So it amuses me greatly to see the jar lid I drew on the desk top in this cartoon. It's so wrong it's ridiculous.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Silence, Please!


I wonder, do they really have card-stacking competitions? Would you have to take your shoes off and talk in a whisper like they do during televised golf? Would it be okay to laugh out loud when someone's card stack comes crashing down? Or would that be forbidden. I only start to think about things like this AFTER I finish my cartoon ideas.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Sunday, November 6, 2011

As The Sun Slowly Sets...


I'd rant on and on about this one, but I have to go grab something to eat before Boardwalk Empire starts.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Ventriloquists Of The Wild West


Just a quickie here, been kind of busy with work. I don't know if it's that funny but it was certainly fun to draw.
I wonder if there was ever a time when people thought that ventriloquist dummies were actually talking to them? And I wonder when the first ventriloquist waltzed into town to try it out?

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Halloween Buzz Kill


Remember those houses with our good health always in mind? ..so thoughtful.
I can't blame the guy above for handing out what he truly loves, but even little meat-eaters of the forest crave chocolate now and then.
Remember the dreaded popcorn ball? That was just a step above vegetables.
I wonder if I'd get soaped if I handed out brussel sprouts this Halloween?

-signed Chocolate Lover.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Clown Priorities!


I'm back! Ha ha hee hee ho ho!! I hope Superfly kept you entertained while I was away.
I now return to one of my favorite subjects... Clowns! Yippee!!
The idea for this I roughed out about a year ago so I forget what sparked it. I see very few clowns walking through the animation studio dropping horns so I know that probably wasn't it...

Friday, October 7, 2011

Illustration Friday: "Contraption"


Here's something a little different. I've drawn a lot of contraptions in my life, some intentional, some accidental, but this is probably the most recent. Also probably the last completely hand- drawn illustration I did before my love affair with photoshop began. I drew it in 2002.
Many of you know of my interest in antique motorcycles, I have a small collection of them, but I have never desired one like the above 'chopper'. This type of motorcycle is so radically altered as to be barely functional anymore, completely defeating the purpose of the machine. If you desire to go in a straight line to biker bars and back again, then this is the bike for you. They look great parked in front of your favorite watering hole, but they're about as maneuverable as a mud fence. Anyway, I wanted to draw a sixties biker theme, and a chopper is all about that. Keep the shiny side up, bros. Peace.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Livin' It Up!


Flies don't care about what they eat. I think it's because they know they won't live long no matter what they do. Not only that, they have even more things to worry about than we do; It's their job to travel back and forth from the garbage can in the backyard, to the dog poop in the front yard, and then inside to the clothes hamper, running into every window before finding their way back out to the dead squirrel in the alley. All that time dodging fly swatters, bug sprays, hungry birds, and worst of all, the dreaded spider web. A fly's life is not easy at all, but then again, they have no worries about eating anything they want whenever they want. That part I envy.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Hibernation: New School!

What if human beings needed to hibernate during the winter like many other mammals do? Think of all the winter sports we wouldn't have developed. You don't see bears snow skiing or tobogganing do you? They sleep through all that.
If humans had to hibernate I imagine they would do it like this bear, in style! Actually, I know quite a few people who would be quite comfortable in the above scenario.
If you had to hibernate, other than food and water, what would you absolutely want to have with you during your winter 'sleep'? Of course we would all need our phones and internet access, but what unique item would you just have to have to get you through the winter?

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Dawn Of The Cello


Back on track! For those of you who know of my love for drawing cavemen... I have now re-centered myself in the universe! Yaaaay!
So... what if a musical instrument were miraculously invented WAY too soon??? Anything is possible in my world. heh heh.

Monday, September 19, 2011

My Favorite Cartoonist

There was only one cartoonist that mattered to me when I was growing up. My Grandfather.


His name was Noah Yeater, but everyone called him 'Bill'. To us kids he was 'Grandaddy'. In our family, he was the adult who was most like us, because he enjoyed the same things we did. He loved kids and delighted in making us laugh with his corny jokes, funny sayings and physical antics, which we never grew tired of no matter how often we heard or saw them. He was clever and talented but always denied it. He would make us things in the garage, and play catch or throw the frisbee in the yard whenever we asked him to. He was the only adult who would sit and watch cartoons with us, and would laugh as hard as us while watching the Three Stooges. He liked to watch wrestling on TV, and called them 'Grunts and Groans'. One night he grew tired of watching wrestling and decided to go to bed 'and let THEM fight it out'. He was always saying funny things like that.


I can remember spending many weekends at my grandparents house, laughing endlessly at his sense of humor, but my fondest memories are of his drawing, and drawing with him. He would sit in his recliner and pull out any odd scrap of paper, tablet or index card from the end table drawer and begin doodling. I would sit on their fancy floor pillows and do the same. We would finish our drawings and then share them with each other, laugh a lot and comment about the situations we had depicted, then we'd be back at it again, creating the next drawings. It would go on for quite awhile. I never once felt I could compete with his talent, but always hoped I could crack him up as much as his cartoons made me laugh. Occasionally he would laugh pretty good at my ideas, but he was probably just being nice to me, the budding cartoonist, who had so much to learn. In my eyes, he was the master gag man, the brilliant artist, and I was the spectator, the rookie... but he did all those drawings just for us kids, never pursuing it professionally outside of our family.


I remember we would sit together in church, and pull out our pens and start drawing on any available space on the church bulletins they would give us. I recall on some Sundays being disappointed to find both sides of the bulletin full of type-written words about that days service or coming church events, with no white space to draw on. On a good Sunday there would be a half page or more of blank drawing space. Yippee! One Sunday we got busted by my mom and grandmother for not paying attention and we were no longer allowed to draw during church. That was a sad day for me. Non-artists don't think it's possible to draw and listen at the same time. Hogwash. We do it all the time.


One day the most amazing thing happened: I was talking to my grandmother about those drawings, as she looked through them laughing, and I told her how much I aspired to be as good a cartoonist as he was. She told me that my Grandaddy had said the same thing about me, that he thought he wasn't as good as I was. I was speechless. I will never forget that day.


What I am posting here are all that remain of the many drawings he did, at least until we get lucky and find more. My brother saved many of them when he caught our Grandfather throwing them out years later. There are no surviving church bulletins festooned with drawings. I am clueless as to why that is. When I get my time machine finished, I will go back in time and rescue all of his drawings for our enjoyment.


One last thing: My Grandfather had a somewhat crude style of cartooning, but he made up for that with loads of personality and attitude in every drawing. Almost every one of his doodles sports some kind of clever gag. That was his genius.


He will always be my favorite cartoonist. I miss him very much.


-Ted








Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Illustration Friday: "Boundaries"


Here's another silly idea from my warped brain: An animal office in the desert. The road 'runner' has just left on a delivery, btw.
Let me know what you think.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Illustration Friday: "Mysterious"

Sorry for my absence lately, but I had a crazy-busy week. I'll try not to let that happen again. The absence, that is... crazy will still continue, of course.
The Ill. Friday word this week sparked another goofy idea from my head (just when I thought the cartoon bag was close to empty). heh heh.
The other day my brother showed me a bunch of my Grandfather's cartooning, the ones that he drew for us when we were kids. I always laugh at their funny gags every time I see them again. He was a very clever cartoonist, and a big inspiration in my life. I'm going to post all of his drawings soon, which continue to inspire me whenever I look at them. I was thinking of him when I thought of this canine burglary gag, which reminds me of something he would have come up with to make me laugh. What'dya know... he continues to inspire me.

Let me know what you think. Comments ALWAYS appreciated. -Ted

Monday, August 22, 2011

Nosy Neighbors


I don't have nosy neighbors, but I do get a lot of solicitors in my neighborhood, and rarely open the door unless it's someone I know... but I would answer the door every time a salesman knocked if I was able to transform myself into a hideous creature with groping tentacles and bulging, bloodshot eyes just for that moment. I imagine myself chasing them down the street, as they try to get into their car, fumbling, dropping their keys. I would love that. Is it wrong to have these thoughts??

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Illustration Friday: "Swell"




In my world a bushbuck really CAN swell into a bush shape...

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Movie Night!


I went to the movies last night. It was fun! The audience in the theater was intelligent and respectful of others by keeping their conversation interesting DURING the movie, and letting us all see how beautiful their smartphones look in the dark. There were only 13 commercials shown. We paid just $15.50 each for what turned out to be a screening with extreme high-volume sound effects! Neat! The sub-par, grainy picture quality was an experience to behold. I can't WAIT to go again!

This is how to stay positive using sarcasm, folks.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Illustration Friday: "Imperfect"


I know it's wrong to make fun of this poor guy, but if you laughed at it, then you're just as wrong as I am. heh heh heeeee.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Obsessed


Okay, so Im fudging here a bit by posting an old cartoon I did in the eighties. It's so old I can't even remember what it was drawn for. I just didn't have enough spare time to come up with a new one for this week's Illustration Friday word. So, please forgive.
Anyway, I thought of this one right away and went diggin' into the archives to find it. Hope you like. -Ted

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Miracle On Toe-Stubber Planet


Back to my old silliness again...

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

"STAY"


Thought I'd try something a bit different this time around. No gag, just a fun illustration. I have to admit, it was a workout, and I don't feel it's finished at all. The creature needs a lot more work, but I ran out of patience. Painting is a time consuming affair, and I was starting to get a little blurry-eyed working on this one. How do you painters do it all day? My hat's off to you.
Maybe I'll come back later and finish this piece, or maybe not. As 'Bones' would say to Captain Kirk, "I'm a CARTOONIST dammit, not a painter!"

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Illustration Friday: Remedy


I think this is just weird and not even particularly funny, but it was fun to draw! -and isn't that what this is all about??

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Clown Contractors


There's a favorite saying amongst contractors regarding their work, when people like us are out of earshot: "I can't see it from my house".

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Friday, June 24, 2011

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Illustration Friday: Launch


I wonder if this dumb joke is clear? I removed some of the caption because it seemed like too much. It's always hard to give just the right amount of info without being wordy. Anyway, it's just about keeping up with the Joneses, as they say.
"They have a Titan IV now, which makes our little ICBM in the yard look cheap. We need to get a Saturn V!

Monday, June 13, 2011

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Shadows

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Asleep

Monday, May 23, 2011

A Peaceful Evening At The Avocados


I was working on this one when the Illustration Friday website announced this weeks word, which was 'SOAKED", so I thought great; since she's submerged in a tub of water in order to grow her 'hair', which can take quite awhile for an avocado, I imagine she will be soaked enough to justify that word. So good, I kill two birds with one stone. Now, if I can just figure out why she's not affected by the toothpicks and he is then all will be well in my cartoon world. I wonder, is a woman more willing to endure painful processes in order to be more beautiful? Does that make sense?

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Friday, May 13, 2011

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Lowest Bidders


I pulled this out of the dusty archives and it made me laugh again, so that's always a good sign. It's probably at least 5 years old. Seems like every gag I post is a different format, no consistency at all to the panel size. It can be difficult working within the constraints of the same dimensions every time, especially since my ideas are so diverse, so I've just been letting the gag dictate the proportions of the panel, which frankly makes my job easier. I wonder when I'll start getting professional? Maybe when I decide to quit having fun with this and treat it like a job? ...Eeeeeeeeew!

Tuesday, May 3, 2011