Buttnekkiddoodles

In to the Twin Cities for demos and the Minnesota State Fair. Packing plenty of drawing gear though I’ll be working in monotone, may regret that decision when I come face to face with the butter sculpture exhibits.

          

I’ve gone to the Minnesota State Fairgrounds previously, to the Spring Comic Con when that was the only event and it was held under the grand stands with the rest of the huge fairgrounds empty.  So to attend this massive festival when the grounds are swollen with    hundreds of thousands of people and livestock was transformative to say the least. I managed 11 hours over 2 days and only work and a need to return to Chicago are keeping me from another 20 hours there. Fried foods were King and got in line more than twice for examples of that fare, hot mini doughnuts and fried doughnut shaped croissants were good enough for second helpings if I had broken prior agreements with self. A highlight of my facestuffing was a moist, grilled pork chop on a stick; the first fatty bite was the booster that sent my buds into orbit. I missed out on a single onion, cut into a flower shape, battered, and deep fried with a blue cheese dipping sauce that would had commanded an hour long shady nap on the grass, harassed, I’m sure, by fat fueled dreams that collaged battered farm animals and varicose varmints of all sorts.

    

Drawn in a Rhodia lined journal, using Pitt Artist Pens, Pelikan M215 fountain pen, Faber-Castell Basic Black leather f.p., Sailor bent nib f.p., Platinum Carbon ink.