So, it's been four years (pretty much) since I decided to start a blog called The Sunday Dog Parade and post a new illustration on it every Tuesday. And if you've been with me for a while, you know that I celebrate annually by posting a portrait of Bill Murray.
Because if I didn't limit myself then I'd draw him every week and it would get weird. Like that girl in Fear and Loathing who keeps painting Barbara Streisand.
When I started doing this, I didn't intend to only post portraits. And I didn't realise that's what I've ended up drawing exclusively until just now. But what else is there that's worth doing?
When I started doing this, I didn't intend to only post portraits. And I didn't realise that's what I've ended up drawing exclusively until just now. But what else is there that's worth doing?
I've been weak this last twelve months and I've already drawn him a bunch of times. But here's Bill in all his forlorn glory. Like a beautiful wet shoe. Or a garment bag that's blown out of the window of a taxi cab.
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