My gal Groucho


Just a little inky doodle today.  Was liking this character’s androgyny, so I decided to run with it and invent a group of Saturnian gender-ambiguous beings (with slight myopia).

This particular person happens to be stuck on planet Earth, and has melancholy dreams of going back home, to a place where stubble and lustrous Zooey Deschanel fringes go hand in hand.  One can dream, can’t they?

You will also notice that they are a group of beings for which Groucho Marx is no laughing matter.