Imaginary Friends

This very tiny (less than two inches high) yet nifty address book souvenir of someone's Great Smokey Mountains adventure has been in my possession since I was just a little thing and found it at the bottom of a box of junk on a shelf in the storeroom of my grandparent's antique shop. I was too young to appreciate the hand-painted wonder of that cover, but I did like what I saw inside- some kid previous to me had filled the pages with dinosaurs, robots and Bugaloos!

It's outsider art-

There were only a few pages that weren't already doodled on, but I filled those up quickly enough. Here's an example of my contribution to the project-

I think I manged to retain the spirit of the original artist's intent while adding a little something of my own aesthetic sensibilities to the work... namely lots of blue!

This last drawing is my favorite-

How creepy and enigmatic can you get? What the heck is that thing? A guy going up in flames? A living straw man lurching at you from the darkness? Pigpen looking for someone to hug him?