Sometimes, a picture just comes to me. An idea that tickles the back of my mind and won't go away because I like it and want to make it come alive. That was the way Jack came.
I'd been trying to come up with ideas for a series of semi-anthropomorphic animal critters, to join Mademoiselle Flo at Cafe 13. I had a grumpy hedgehog, a cigar smoking pit-bull...and then this little rabbit showed up in my mind's eye.
To me, Jack reminds me of "the little guy": the miner, the blue-collar worker, the eater of humble fare who doesn't often see the light of day. He's humble, he's at the bottom of the food chain, and isn't seeking honor or glory. But let's give it to him anyway. Here's our salute to you, Jack.
Here's to the little guy.