Mister Scribbles

  Frederick Courtney Selous. Big game hunter, explorer extraordinaire, conservationist.      Killed 71 elephants in his career, and God alone knows how many other animals.  Realized that he and the other big game hunters were fast wiping out African fauna.  Became the first major conservationist.  Friend of Kings and presidents.  Him and his wife lived in a house in Matabeleland with permission of the King.  Joined the army to fight against Von-Lettow Vorbeck in the most fascinating campaign in history.  Won the D.S.O. for bravery and leadership.  Died in a skirmish on the banks of the Rufiji January 4, 1917, at the age of 66.  His grave is now in the Selous Game Preserve.       A man of extraordinary physique and intelligence, Selous was killing big game at a time when it was not regarded as wrong.  When he realized what hunters could do to the big game population, he ...

Rabbits are very friendly.

7:58 Copano Bay.

     Almost the saddest thing I have ever read, with almost the most triumphant ending I have ever read.  The Velveteen Rabbit, Margery Williams.  This is signed by Arphelia. Art by James Flames.      The moment of transformation, Evelyn Rodriguez.  This would be the saddest thing, except- Death of Hazel, Watership Down Drawing by LinaDolz       Hazel's death is attended by El-ahrairah who invites him to join his Owsla.  As they are leaving the warren, Hazel decides he does not need his body anymore and leaves it lying by a creek.  It is odd that the two most moving deaths and eventual triumphs in literature, to me, are about rabbits.  I only use a rabbit on this site to have a contrast between such a gentle creature and the extreme violence and neurosis of Billy Scribbles.      Having reread both of these to write this page, I am crying and u...

Dave K Davis, b. July 10th, 1932, in Overton, Texas. Husband of Woody Jean Davis, fantastic father and genius engineer. Happy Birthday Dad!  You're the best!

     I drew this in my one drawing class taken at Brookhaven Jr. College as soon as I got out of the Corps.  I found this while moving my stuff  'tother day.  This is old yellowed newsprint about 2' X 18".  My brother cleaned this up using Paint.  Charcoal.      1982.  I really like cavalry uniforms. It seems to work better cropped.

      Took me three trips to get out of there, and I must have underestimated my books by about 300 lbs.  I took one last stroll around, got pictures of Monster and Stonewall's graves.  I played dice with my friends last night and only lost 3 dollars.  My last night sleeping in that particular shed.  I found some art from 1982 when I was fresh out of the Corps.  Here in a bit I will put up pictures of all this, but it is time for the pause that refreshes! A Laird no longer! (Beatrix Potter)