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From 2009
?? Tony, tell us more… Do we know Phoebe, and who is her muse?
She chooses at this time to remain anonymous.
Hmmm… disappointing. Probably just as well.
Psst she’s my daughter. She’s 9.
Ph: Don’t yell at me!
Mom: I have to yell at you or you won’t do what I say!
Ph: Draws mom yelling.
I don’t know nothing about no muse. My wife once asked me if she was my muse. Before I could finish saying, “I don’t think so,” she smashed my head in with a rolling pin.
Ahh… the old rolling pin.
Funny! I would have guessed… the similarities in drawing styles and all.
I have a 4 year old daughter who has taken to the pencil and paper as well, and the
depictions of myself along with here explanations have brought tears to my eyes with hilarity.
Didn’t mean to pry, but thanks for sharing.
You weren’t really prying, it’s just that she was standing here when I read your question.
I understand… must not upset the little lady. It seems she may just take after mother… with the rolling pin and all.
Wow! You have examples of your childhood work in “The Art Of Tony Millionaire” and your lovely daughter’s art looks remarkably similar to your style at that age! What a talented family! Shout out to your wife, she’s hilarious, under-rated and has awesome boobs. Go Tony!
She does have tremendous boobs, but I don’t thinks she’s under-rated by anyone.
Of course you’re right! I spoke incorrectly.
Happy New Year Phoebe!!!
http://www.themonsterengine.com/artwork have you ever seen this?
I read “Uncle Gabby” to my 3-year-old daughter yesterday. I bought it when she was a baby but she didn’t have the attention span for it until now. She wanted me to read it to her twice in a row, and again at bedtime, and again right away this morning. I’m not sure she is into the concept of un-naming, and I’m not sure whether even I have fully grasped the, I guess, metaphysical implications of life being a dream of wished-for memories. She really liked the monsters. So did I. She also liked when they were in the boat wishing up the ice-cream sundaes and lolipop forests. I admit that I did not fully explain to her the part about the little girl actually being a dead old lady.