I remember one October as a kid, hiding in leaf piles in the back yard, wearing my werewolf mask with a few dabs of fake blood on my arm, ready to pop out and scare the folks and the sister. I waited and waited. And waited. Until finally … they bagged me and put me by the curb.

These sketches are based on the scary werewolf in the back yard that we all wanted to be at one time or another.