
Cats would never work under ANY president. They view themselves as rulers of their own little universe. This is why presidents have dogs.

Cats would never work under ANY president. They view themselves as rulers of their own little universe. This is why presidents have dogs.

I submitted this to The New Yorker about 10 days ago. Since I haven’t heard back and we are now post-Thanksgiving, I’m assuming they didn’t see it in time, and I’m sharing it with you. I’m getting rejection notices more quickly but don’t think I’m on their radar to “jump the line” and have my submissions evaluated before they come up in the queue.

The sports apparel business is going to the dogs.
This is another cartoon The New Yorker didn’t want to sniff.

This is one of my favorite cartoons. To me, the idea and the drawing work perfectly. I wasn’t sure sure this one really fit as a New Yorker cartoon but I submitted it anyway. It was politely returned. But I still like it!

Here’s one that was submitted to The New Yorker in June–they appear to be catching up with my output. Perhaps I have annoyed them enough to get on their radar. Curiously, they have skipped over a cartoon I submitted back in April that I thought was especially strong. Hmmm.
This particular one is amusing to me, pondering what might be in store for Mr. Jenkins from his obviously annoyed, costumed employee.

A newer declined New Yorker cartoon. The next few you’ll see I am still learning how to use the Monoprice Drawing Tablet–as evidenced by the pixilation.
I read the phrase “positive emotional momentum” somewhere and this is the result. I like that she’s trying to explain her double scoop cone to a pigeon.

This one took a long time to draw but I enjoyed it. You’ll get it…

New Yorker reject #??? Of the ten I submitted back in February I thought this was one of the strongest. A few more to go…

Fun to draw/paint a larger face and pair it with this quote from one of Mr. Wendell Berry’s poems.

No enemies here. Let’s try not to take these conventions too seriously, how ’bout it folks?