Work in Progress: A Brown and Crinkly Thing
It’s been a long time since I worked in my art studio: no room, no time, no privacy. But the urge has returned with a…
Thangs
Today is Thangzgibbin, and I am thangful that I don’t work at the AAA Road Service Call Center anymore, which is where I drew this…
Faces in the Half-Dream
They come, the faces, as one slibers past the perceptualimitations of one’s current. These are the recently deseized, sequing their lovied-ones in the Slurry. These…
Work in (Lack of) Progress
I’m in a bit of a creative funk lately. It’s not that I don’t have ideas–I have more ideas than I could ever complete in…