Every year The New Yorker runs a contest for cartoonists around the world to submit their own version of the iconic Eustace Tilley character. Always entertaining, some of the submissions take full advantage of the wide open ended rules, and draw up some very creative stuff. Basically, as long as there is a character of some sort in a side profile, looking at something, it fits within the boundaries.

I decided to do a take on the old flying aces, with their distinctive goggles and leather bomber coats. Something about the New Yorker just reminds me of the days when intrepid adventurers would take on the world. Working on Eustace was a fun little break and allowed me to work on a subject matter I normally wouldn't have.