Visited Sheriff McSinister in his brick house castle today.

 Talked to him about car design,

ice cream trucks, policeman’s uniforms and the fact that we would like to redesign his underwear, shirt and hat.
He was not impressed.
Furthermore we voiced our appreciation for his driving style and early morning exercise of oil and grease on Main
and concluded with the request for a portrait photograph inclusive of his silver motor coach and multiple equipment strapped about his middle.
The Sheriff responded with an earnest face
and an aspiration towards a frown revealing a dental dilemma.
“No pictures taken here sir, they could after all be used to depict us
in a most compromising position.”�

We departed without the head of McSinister, but were ever more assured not to falter from our artistic quest.

Colleague Harriet has been diligent and assures us that her design for the Sheriffs undergarments plus shirt has not been falling short of humor, as she develops the plant life patterns beneath and above the officer’s belt line.

Colleague Lauren, our expert on recycled matter, has some clear suggestions towards accessorizing the sheriffs cruiser. Most pressing, she states, is the dismounting of the cattle guard in favor of a shopping cart, the retuning of the siren to the tune of “pop goes the weasel” and the addition of a playful note to steering wheel and mirror handles.

Our man Chris from the house of colors has applied his sensibilities upon the cruisers metal skin and its sinister black and silver theme. He supplied us with a new theory of color, gentle tones that register pleasantly to the surroundings.