Cheese World

May 3rd, 2012

For a prompt on Austin Madison‘s site.

Harry Potter Show

May 3rd, 2012

My pieces from the Harry Potter show at Gallery Nucleus.

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Luna feeding a thestral.

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Neville studying plants.

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Figures

February 17th, 2011

These are from a few months back.  Figure Drawing every Wednesday night at Nucleus!


A Mullet, A Truck

November 1st, 2010

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Click for bigness

Adventurous Time

October 19th, 2010

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APE 2010

October 15th, 2010

Hey dudes!  So APE starts in a few hours.  Here are 5″ x 7″ gouache originals I’ll be selling at our illustrious booth, manned by the illustrious Bang Gang.

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“Pliplop”

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“Cindy Sherman 1977″

I just learned about Cindy Sherman a few days ago – bear with me pls.

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“Other People’s Problems”

This is painted from an AP photo of the Bangkok riots from this spring.

I’ll also be selling some REALLY old ‘zines that I dug out of my parents’ house.  Embarrassing but fun!  See you at APE!

Saturday, Oct. 16
11am – 7pm
Sunday, Oct. 17
11am – 6pm

The Concourse
635 8th Street
San Francisco

Lonely Rolling Star

August 17th, 2010

Here is a thing I did for the upcoming “KATAMARI” show that Floating World is putting together on September 2nd.

Of all the kickin’ jams that I like to roll my Katamari to, this one is probably my favorite.  No, wait!  It’s this one!  Or was it this song?  They’re all so good, really:D

Bridge of Birds 01

July 6th, 2010

“I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the world.”

So whenever I can, I want to illustrate little scenes from one of my favorite books, Bridge of Birds by Barry Hughart.  It’s a sprawling adventure set in “an ancient China that never was.”

Things begin on a real high note, when protagonist Number Ten Ox wakes one day to find the kids in his town stricken by plague.

“The boys at the riverbank were staring wide-eyed at Fang’s Fawn, who had turned pale as death.  She clutched her throat and gave a sharp cry of pain and toppled from the water buffalo to the grass.”

“Not one child under the age of eight and not one adult over the age of thirteen had been affected by the plague, but every child – every single one – between the ages of eight and thirteen had screamed and blindly clawed the air, and now lay still as death in the infirmary that the abbot had set up in the bonze’s common room.  The weeping parents looked to the abbot for a cure, but he spread his arms and cried out in despair:

‘First tell me how a plague can learn how to count!’”

Runaways Tactics

July 3rd, 2010

No Longer a Boy, Not Yet a Man, But Maybe Part Yeti

June 14th, 2010