USB Stick

Not so long ago you could determine someones personality by looking at his or hers collection of books. Nowadays by opening his or hers usb-stick.
A few weeks ago I found a usb stick. It was lying on the street, just as I drew it above. What happened? Was it lost while someone using it? Who lost it? A student bicycling to college, a diplomat going to the airport, a detective maybe or a priest? What kind of data will it capture? Visions of Wikileaks appeared in my mind.
I rushed home to open the usb stick just to find out it was completely empty. That was a bit of a disappointment, I must say. Why does adventure never knocks on my door?
Pen, ink and watercolor.

Little Pirate

Little pirates are always anxious for big adventures behind the horizon.

I was one of them when I was young. I still remember at the age of seven I made a wooden raft which didn't float at all. Disaster! I could never be a good pirate. Then I promised myself I would become a comic artist. Which didn't work out very well either...