Tag: cute

Little G & Little D

| November 28, 2013 | 0 Comments

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| November 24, 2013 | 0 Comments


The Yellow Fellow

| November 18, 2013 | 0 Comments

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Speech Bubble Whale

| November 12, 2013 | 1 Comment

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Mister Ringo (The Apple Boy)

| November 10, 2013 | 2 Comments

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Miss Orenji (The Orange Girl)

| November 10, 2013 | 0 Comments

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No Durian Head Boy

| November 7, 2013 | 2 Comments

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Little Planty Boy

| November 5, 2013 | 0 Comments

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Maneki Neko

| November 3, 2013 | 0 Comments

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My Milky Baby

| November 3, 2013 | 0 Comments


#30 – Cute as a Bug

| November 30, 2012 | 1 Comment


#29 – Mushroom Bear

| November 30, 2012 | 0 Comments

Day 30: Queetsa

| November 30, 2012 | 0 Comments

Day 29: Princess Lineedryl

| November 30, 2012 | 0 Comments

#17, 18, 19 – still not caught up!? argh.

| November 22, 2012 | 0 Comments


#7 Grifter

| November 7, 2012 | 2 Comments

Grifter is a con artist. He is adept at scamming crumbs from strangers, panhandling and using his cute appeal to garner sympathy.

He is also an accomplished Television Producer, and behind some of the biggest hits on basic cable.

#3 Scott Kargow

| November 4, 2012 | 0 Comments

#1 Finnigan

| November 1, 2012 | 0 Comments

Master of the Sea

Finnigan is a wild little scamp of a blowfish who likes exploring the ocean depths.  Even though he’s an only child, he is more than a finful for his parents.


Day 29 – Twinkle

| November 29, 2011 | 0 Comments

Twinkle, an 8 year old vigilante

#13 (and maybe #14) – Robinson and Tilly

| November 14, 2011 | 0 Comments

I am going to be busy tomorrow so this MIGHT count for two. Not sure…

I went back in and colored it.

#9 – Corus the Generic Dinosaur

| November 10, 2011 | 0 Comments


Heavily influenced by the movie “You Are Umasou!” which I need to go finish watching right now.


Day 2 “uoOZi”

| November 4, 2011 | 0 Comments


Here’s # 2 entry for the 30 Characters challenge. Meet uoOZi who is an old battle buddy with the previous character GLOK. These two know just what to do in the heat of battle and won’t hesitate seek, maim and destroy especially if the price is right! Thanks for Checkin in! More updates to come throughout the weekend. Better quality images coming soon once i get my new scanner in the mail.

God Bless,
-Marshall aka Calmplex

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#1 – Angelina Nelumbo

| November 1, 2011 | 1 Comment

Mischievous, cute, and daydreaming.

#1 Sherbet

| November 1, 2011 | 0 Comments

Spreading love and spewing rainbows!

A magical little buddy to start with. He is always happy and caring. And he likes candy! 😀

Not sure if he is part of my family or not. I will decide later.

Also, helmets are totally cool.




Day# 28 Sonata (with writer James S. Allen)

| November 28, 2010 | 0 Comments
#28 Sonata, from the novel Alien Artifacts by James S. Allen, by Jande Rowe

#28 Sonata, from the novel Alien Artifacts by James S. Allen, by Jande Rowe

#28 Sonata, from the novel Alien Artifacts by James S. Allen

Note: As promised, here is another, and I must say–very important– character from the novel Alien Artifacts, by James S. Allen. Since at this time I don’t have the time to colour it in a way that would do it justice, I’ve presented it in black and white for your pleasure. The coloured version will come along later. Once again, James has given me a most generous excerpt form Alien Artifacts, featuring the debut of Sonata, little alien woodland creature. And smart? Ooh! Sure is!

But since I’ve been privileged to read the whole novel, I must be careful. I don’t want to hand out any spoilers. There is so much depth and fun in this novel, I wouldn’t want you to miss any of it.

So here is the excerpt, and my thanks to James for allowing me the privilege of drawing his characters.


In the gray, early hour before dawn, Stephen was jolted awake, this time by a cry from much closer at hand.  He’d heard Rowan scream, he was sure of it! But like the cry in middle of the night, hers too was suddenly cut off.  A surge of adrenaline shot through him as fear clenched at his gut.  He leapt to his feet, staggering slightly with dizziness at the suddenness of his rising.  Where was Rowan?

As a matter of fact, she was standing in the basket just in front of him, facing its forward end.

“Rho!”  he exclaimed.  “Are you all right?  I heard you cry out.”

She held a finger to her lips and then whispered, “I’m fine.  Sorry to alarm you.  I’m afraid I’ve frightened it as well.”

It?”  he replied in a whisper, looking around. He noted that Myrll was sitting quietly in the rear of the gondola, head tilted in puzzlement.  “What ‘it’ have you frightened? And why are we speaking in whispers?”

“So we don’t frighten it anymore.”  she said.  “It was just so startling to find it there when I awoke that I let out a scream before I could stop myself.  Now I feel badly.”

Stephen looked at Rowan wonderingly.  “Uh, find what where?  Rho, by Goatha’s Lolling Tongue, what are you talking about?”

“Shhh!” she admonished, and inclined her head towards the front of the gondola.  “That.”

A small furry head with large, liquid golden eyes, popped up from the edge of the basket.  “Purdeeep…purdeeep?” it chittered.  It looked over the occupants of the basket, head darting from side to side.  When no one moved it apparently reached a decision, and leapt nimbly from the side of the basket to one of the ropes that held the gondola suspended.  “Purdeeep?”  It called again questioningly.

It was roughly the size of a large earthly squirrel, and similar in shape, with a luxuriantly furred body and a large bushy tail.  Instead of four limbs, however, it had six.  The hind legs were powerful and well-muscled, made for jumping and climbing.  The four front limbs were like two sets of arms, each ending in a tiny articulated hand with three fingers and a thumb for grasping.  Its fur was a glossy black, with splotches of gold and orange.  On its face was a tiny white bandit’s mask, and just above each of it hands, there was a band of white fur that encircled its arms.

“It’s absolutely gorgeous.”  Rowan breathed raptly, “And so cute!  I wonder what it might like to eat?”

Stephen had to agree.  It was both.  Still, it was also a wild creature on an alien world.  Caution would doubtless be the wisest course of action.

“Rho,” he whispered diffidently, “do you really think it’s wise to get involved with an unknown wild creature, stranded here as we are, amongst aliens of uncertain intent?”

Rowan considered briefly, and shook her head from side to side slightly.  “No.  Almost certainly not.”

The creature, who had been looking from one human to the other as they spoke, shook its head from side to side.

“No… neither do I.”  Stephen whispered back.

“So,” Rowan repeated.  “I wonder what it might like to eat?”

“I suggest some of the nuts we brought from the island.”  Stephen offered hopefully.  “It looks a bit like a squirrel, and they certainly like nuts.”


Afternote: I’m toying with the idea of Having Rowan and Stephen as my last two characters, but they  may be too complex for me to create in a way that will satisfy the writer.  I’m going to give it a try anyway and see what happens.  If they don’t turn out, I’ll do something else. I’d really like to have an awesome finale piece (but I’m afraid I won’t be able to top this one. lol)


Day# 21 Sporkasaurus

| November 21, 2010 | 3 Comments
#21 Sporkasuarus by Jande Rowe

#21 Sporkasuarus by Jande Rowe


‘Nuff  said.


Day 7: Cactikeek

| November 12, 2010 | 4 Comments

Felt like taking a break and just drawing something downright cute.  Cactus kitty!

#5 – Tah Toa

| November 5, 2010 | 4 Comments

Tah Toa is a young Shib. The Shibs dwell in a great mountain tree where they celebrate and at times, defended the Great Forest.

Tah Toa is curious, strong, wishes greatly to have her people join with the Hako tribe in the valley below. To even see a Hako is a bad omen, the Shib elders forbid exiting the mountain forest to avoid such a thing.

Tah Toa knows with all her heart that the tribes can only be stronger by knowing one another. Soon she will set out for herself to prove this and change the Shib elder’s minds.