The player 1
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

This is a character study for my friend Don Toporowski's upcoming book on the world of proffessional poker. Don is a ranked player and a clever writer. Check out his amusing poker blog.

Envy

Envy
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Fingerpainted on my iPhone w brushes.

Fork

Fork
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Fingerpainted on my iPhone after lunch in brushes after a great salad.

I remember the good old days

I remember the good old days
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Fingerpainted in brushes b2 on my iPhone over an old drawing.

Tre trulli al crepuscolo

Tre trulli al crepuscolo
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Fingerpainted in brushes beta2 on my iPhone.

The hare

The hare
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Fingerpainted on my iPhone in brushes beta2 v3

Olive tree branch by wall

Olive tree branch by wall
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

fingerpainted on my iphone with brushes

Under the highway

Under the highway
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

I was enjoying the sunrise and thinking what a cool place this was was and wishing that i didn't have a suitcase full of dough. That was when i heard tires squealing and the roar of a big sedan.

fingerpainted in brushes app beta V3 on my iphone

Dead man walking

Dead man walking
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

There was only one window, but the sun was hot on his back. He was sure that the warm rays were going to burn a hole.

fingerpainted on my iphone with brushes app beta V3

deep in the forest

deep in the forest
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Deep in the forest there are butterflies you've never seen before.

fingerpainted on my iphone with brushes app beta V3

Dead man walking

Dead man walking
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

There was only one window, but the sun was hot on his back. He was sure that the warm rays were going to burn a hole.

fingerpainted in brushes app beta V3 on my iphone.

Olive tree branch by wall

Olive tree branch by wall
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

outside my door. Fingerpainted in brushes app beta 2 v3 on my iphone.

Super powers

Super powers
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Super powers

He knew that there was more to being a super hero than squishing full beer cans and watching stunning sunsets from high pinnacles, but it worked for him.

Fingerpainted on my iphone in brushes app.

The Crossing

The Crossing
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

A coffee cup, tape, some thread, a broken souvlaki stick.

Spirits were high and sailing was smooth and slow, but soon enough the wind picked up.

The waves grew tall. The little cup was tossed from crest to crest, to
and fro.

Topper mouse called land ho! And they rejoiced. But the sea soon turned dark and a great vortex opened under their little cup.

fingerpainted on my iphone in brushes

wing gremlin

wing gremlin
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Anything is possible

Anything is possible
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Under the apple tree anything is possible.

fingerpainted on my iphone in brushes app

A certain disorder

A certain disorder
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

An old drawing of mine redone in brushes app on my iphone.

katrinka & stanislav

katrinka & stanislav
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Everyone wished them well. They lived happily ever after.

Down at The Forked Glen

Down at The Forked Glen
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

Down at The Forked Glen

And so it was that Becuma slipped into the pub, and for the second time that week found himself surrounded by giant toads.

Fingerpainted on my iphone and based on "Becuma of the white skin" of
which to date I have read only the following from an aurthur rackam
illustration.

"In a forked glen into which he slipped at night-fall he was
surrounded by giant toads".



Thanks to Patricia over at Drawn.ca for the post about me! drawn.ca/2009/07/30/i-heart-iphone-art/

who's cookie was that?

whos cookie was that?
Originally uploaded by Matthew Watkins

We all knew that Pup was packing heat, but we never talked about it. Just like we knew it was all bound to happen. Like a train pulling into the station. Like a spring thaw. Like a dog chasing a hare.