I'm late to the party as usual, but many happy returns of the day, sir, and may your star continue to rise! Greetings from the US!
Bless you. Good to be back in LA
I just wanted to share a digital portrait drawing that I’ve finished of you as Porthos. Thank you for bringing this character so wonderfully to life!
I have finally finished my portrait of the mighty Musketeer Porthos. Can’t say it was a hardship gazing at Howard Charles for hours. Hope you like!
I drew a steampunk version of Porthos! I’ve always loved the steampunk style and this is how I imagine what Porthos would look like. This is yet to be coloured, but when it’s finished I’ll post it on Tumblr. :)
This was supposed to be a little “work in progress” birthday gift for you and I hope you like it!
Thank you all for your lovely Birthday messages. Means a lot. Bless you x
Happy birthday Howie!!!! Hope you have a great day in company of all your love ones! Don’t forget to eat cake!!
Happy B-Day from Italy Howie, have a wonderful day! xxx
Happy Birthday, Howie! Wishing you the best of everything! Thank you for all the joy you bring your fans ❤ Jo from Canada
Happy Birthday Poem
You are treasure where gems are few and far water pooled in sand and dust sunshine lancing deepest shade laughter easing pain and sorrow hope through anxious troubling days strength when mind and muscle falter gentlest of the souls of man love’s living, breathing song of joy you are.
Wishing you a great birthday; hoping you are surrounded by those you love and who love you. May the next twelve months see you fit, well, busy and happy. Mair X
Happy Birthday Howie!! I hope you have a wonderful day - filled with love and joy. Cheers!
Bless you. Thank you x
Fiction Week!
Porthos’ Family
for #PorthosThursday
Hi Howard!!! Just wanted to share my drawing with you 😁 hope u like your cartoon version
since i started seeing
binary codes everywhere
i can’t satisfy this insatiable hunger
to dig up the truth from it’s hollow grave
i was a puppet on strings with amnesia preventing me from recalling the scissors in my hand i’ve always had
i’m just regaining my memory..
all the information needed to recreate the universe is contained in a single tear stemming from an eye of an innocent child exposed to the wickedness of the corrupt heart.