Junk

New Drawin'

Somethin' new whipped up late last night after finishing a page of The Condiment Squad.

New Site Up!

My good friend and super cool dude Eric Kubli just finished re-vamping my portfolio site and there's plenty of new stuff so check it out right HERE!

98 Degrees

It was super hot out in Cleveland today, as I assume it was elsewhere. I could hear the 'its-hotter-than-shit-out-here' bugs all day making their high frequency buzz-whirring noise which I understand is their means of expressing to one another that it is indeed hotter than shit. I think those bugs are native to wherever it gets hotter than shit at any time of the year, because anywhere I've ever been thats been that hot, I've heard 'em.

After a thorough cooking in the car on my way home from work, these doodles are what came out.

Also, I sat in 40 minutes of traffic this morning for two reasons, one: a three-car accident. Normal. Two: a giant bag of garbage had loosed itself from (I'm assuming) the back of some hillbilly's pick-up truck and then exploded onto the highway, leaving a trail of filthy clothes and pillows that covered all 4 lanes. Awesome.

Cat Pants

New Yahk

This is what I assume New York City is like. A lot of angry dudes getting impatient with turtles.

Sketchin' Fast

It's important to know I don't remember drawing the guy with the pencil. Clearly, I have informed and sophisticated ideas about art.

Sketchin' Hard

I dig this little guy.

Sketch Book BONANZA

I just finished off a sketchbook, so the least and worst of it are being selected to kick off this blog. Despite what anyone who draws will ever tell you, the sketchbook is where the filthiest and most non-coherent streams of projectile brain diarrhea are collected and usually stored, without the intention of the hideous creations inside ever seeing the light of day or god forbid another human being. However, the only things I'm ever genuinely proud of reside in my sketchbook, so I've decided to share them with you in a horribly conceited act of self-assurance. These drawings are often left unresolved and may, at times, appear to have been conceived by a mind barely capable of cognitive thought. Which is true. But I find the sketchbook to be a place of pure, unadulterated drawing bliss where any idea can scissor kick its way through the usual wall of internal editors and come to crude form on paper, which is what makes it all worthwhile. Sketchbooks are all kinds of stupid fun, and now this one's on a blog (for street cred).

There'll be new sketches and stuff added daily (probably) so come back and get your eyes all over it, you animal.

All that being said, there is positively no reason why any of this should ever be made public. The internet really is a wonderful thing.