I smell a rat . . .

This older gent as a gem as usual. With a new location a bit of intrigue to try something new, the gang deceided on the newly erected Porto's. Without fail, the place was crawling with critters. Upon seeing our "mark" of the week, I initially thought of Rocky Balboa's trainer . . .
"Yer' a bum, ROCK. A bum."

But, I then thought of him as a tired ol' rat. Tired and warn from years of service in the "Men and Mouse" Navel research and development facility. It's here that our "mark" journey'd out to Burbank to soak up some sun away from the base that had such strong glaring waters. Hoping to get a little "R&R" with the chance to see some of those every illusive famous folk, he happened upon this place called Hollywood, Porto's style.

MAC

Portos Man

This old guy had his shorts pulled up "to the extreme!"
Nice calves though!

Portos

Memory sketch from today, the 17th of April... a rather quick mark since Patty and Chad had to skat... It was his goofy hat, so crookedly placed upon his nogin, along w/his bewildered look as to how this order# thing worked that caught my eye.

I did this in about 10 minutes, just to get it done and move on, work has been a little hectic lately....

enjoi

long'n'lean

our mark from this Monday's club.... Not only was her extremely slender body type so appealing as a subject, I found how she crossed her leg under her other quite interesting, almost as if her foot completely disappeared.

Wafer thin and searching for greens . . .

Unfortunatly I only had time for one rough sketch, but . . .she was a dandy.

Hope everyone had a fun Easter.

MAC

this was our subject that was spotted sitting at the burbank shopping mall, a real skinny one.

Silver

A Weeeeee Happy Lad

Here's something a bit different. Just as Captain Happy was gleefully attacking his burger, I tried to approach this drawing with the same exuberance of a child . . . scratchy and free.

MAC

Straddlin' for....

The mark from this last monday had several aspects that made him our obvious choice. It was not only his goofball expression during consumption or the ears reminent of the Baggins' reunion party, but his pose. He was straddling the chair ready to push off or gaining balance to roll on his busting belt line, or possibly even prepping himself for a function I would rather not mention.



ciao

What a Doosie!

Well, for obvious reasons our selection this time was based upon specific character traits associated with a certain type of beauty. Patrick, Chad, Steven, and myself all agreed . . . what a doosie!

I call her, Candy!

MAC