Hello and this is a cow’s skull I just drew. I don’t think my eyes are too offended by the finished product but good gravy boat, I feel rusty at this.

This will be one of somewhere between a handful and 1,374,963 illustrations of ruminants and their constituent dissected parts that I’ve signed on to do in the next year, assuming a whole spate of things go according to plan. (Pro tip: nothing ever goes according to plan, especially when a still-potential grant is involved.)

These will be for a lovely ag professor I met today who delighted in the fieldwork she’ll be having her undergraduate students do this year as a part of the same project: carving up dead cows and sheep into radiographable-sized blocks (that’s 14” x 17” on our equipment, I’m told). Fun times.

They’ll also be dissecting and photographing said animals, which is the same materialI I will then theoretically be working from.

I like her. For no other reason than, she didn’t seem to hold it against me when I managed to used the phrase “blow smoke up one’s ass” within the first 30 seconds of the “interview.”

Man, I’m so good at life today.

Now, if I can just remember how to draw…