New robot painting: Instead of a brain, I have teddy bears.

My friend's son had a nightmare recently about a scary purple robot. So I made a little painting to show him that in reality, purple robots are no threat.

Purple robots don't want to hurt you. They wouldn't even know HOW to hurt you. Instead of brains, their heads are squished full of teddy bears, so basically all they know how to do is look cute. And hug. And hold your balloon.

Lovebot + Me = Love.

I painted the little robot that was used for the Compatomatic Lovebot 3000, The N's new compatibility tester game. The people who built the game made him animate, and I think it's so cool to see one of my robots in motion! I'm also glad that he and I turned out to be compatible -- it would've been sad if he secretly hated me.

Old robot painting: Space Parade

My artist friend Kelly Newcomer just asked me for a scan of this painting that we made together several years ago, and I realized I'd never scanned it or posted it here.

So here it is:


The one in the pretty green jumpsuit is supposed to be me. I know it looks dangerous that we're standing up in a moving rocket, and you're probably like, "Ladies, please sit down and put some seat belts on!" But remember -- we're in a parade, so that ship is probably moving VERY slowly. And I like to think it's hovering about a foot above the ground, so that if we started to lose our balance, we could just jump out and be fine.

Springtime robot painting: I think it's too warm for this jacket.

If I had a little robot, I would knit him a zip-up sweater with bear ears. Even if he never got cold, the squashy sweater would make his square-shaped metal body a lot more huggable. (This painting was a gift for a friend. I hope someday, she will have a baby, and I will knit that baby a sweater with bear ears. Note to self: learn how to knit bear-eared baby sweaters.)

Newish robot painting: My only purpose is to hug you.

He looks kind of stressed out, but it's only because he's trying SO HARD to hug that little kitty, and his stretchy arms don't quite reach far enough. (He was a gift for a cat-hugging friend/coworker.)

I have robots on my fingernails

And when I play guitar, they look like a rockin' little robot army.

New robot painting: He's better at Scrabble than I am.

Here's a robot painting I made for a friend/coworker who is crazy-good at Scrabble. I am a tiny bit jealous, because his first name is a legitimate Scrabble word and mine is not.