A couple years ago my parents who are music teachers realized that there was a mouse living in the bandroom. Ever since they discovered he was there he became the "band mascot", named "Mr. Fuzzems". There was even a point when my mother caught him and tried to bring him home- but since mice are tiny little things, he escaped through the bars.
I made this for my dad's business card, since he's going to start giving trumpet lessons. It was a lot of fun to draw and a nice break from film and portfolio work.