Tim gets bored easily, which usually means drawing whatever bullshit comes to mind in the moment.

Look Ma, I can draw hands!
Landscapes and nature are a weakness of mine, a weakness I intend to correct.
A mouse got trapped in one of those sticky mousetraps recently while I was on the clock. I felt so bad for the poor thing, so I decided to draw this as a memorial. RIP Mousy.
First I drew a head, then I decided he looked lonely. This was good practice for mirroring an image by hand.
Drawing faces in perspective can be tough, especially when, like me, you don't usually have a ruler with you!
His name is Kevin. Say "hi," Kevin!
Here's a rough sketch of some poor fool who made the mistake of letting me draw his ass. Now he's on the internet, forever!
I play Dwarf Fortress a whole lot. In one of my recent games, my settlement was attacked by a were-mamoth. Everyone died. Everyone, that is, except for one lonely pig, who presumably suffered from PTSD for the rest of it's little pink life.
This one took DAYS of planning and design to get right. I designed the helmet, armor, and crossbow separately before even attempting to get this angle.
NYAAAAAAAAA!
You're not a real artist until you draw fruit for no obvious reason (the reason is lighting and textures).
I'm very proud of all the little details on this piece of leather armor.
Go to sleep!
This is why you don't pick a circle-game fight with me; I play for keeps.