PREVIEWS FOR T-SHIRTS (opinions needed)

Previews for my t-shirts that are coming out soon. Question: I have 2 versions of the “Spindle-fly”. They are marked A and B. Which one do you think is better? Please give your opinion. All Comments and Critiques are welcome for any designs.

Doodle Dump

A game device of my own creation with no discernible gaming going on…

May or may not be developing a show with this art style?

Tentative Title: Doodle Dump

The Command Deck

I do so enjoy a pot of tea while working, yes yes, cherry pip, tootle doodle twist pop.

My desk when I bring out the pile of back logged art work. They exist in two categories:

• Art that was deemed undesirable upon initial completion.
• Art that just got boring as shit and were never finished.

Clothed Lunch

Naked Lunch Audio Book (narrated by Burroughs himself) + Sleep Deprivation + Trees = This Drawing

My Creative Process

This happens about 5-6 times before I get a good idea.
(click to enlarge)

Fail Salander

My stab at the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo...it's kinda fail, but I tried...

The Future of Traaaaansportation!

Real Life Sucks

A Conversation with my Past Self.

Me: Hey past self, what do you think you're going to be doing at the start of the summer.

• Past Self: Probably being tired and miserable all the time, working a shitty minimum wage job.

Me: Eh, close, what would you say if I told you you'll be tired and
miserable all the time, working a job that starts at 3PM and pays $13 an hour.

• Past Self: Bullshit.

Me: Haha, yeah, that's what I thought.

So during my job search at the beginning of the summer, I managed to land a job as a door to door salesman. It's literally the last thing I would have expected myself to be doing this summer, but alas, here I am, the bane of the suburban homeowner.



A basic work day is a repetition of the events depicted below (click to enlarge).

Yes, work starts at 3PM and yes, it pays $13 an hour. Sound rather cushy no? Well, for the most part it is, except for the fact that it's soul suckingly exhausting. I'm on my feet for five hours, non-stop under 90-100 degree weather dressed in a polo and a pair of khaki's that won't breathe with a new pair of lungs. In summation:

'Shit sucks balls.

I suppose that's God's way of bestowing retribution upon us: the irritators of the peace (understandably so). The result of said retribution is illustrated below.

I wake up every morning like this:

And then this happens AT work:

And this is how I end up afterwards:

This is the point at which I pump up my theme song, insert a caffeine IV into my brain and start slaving through my artwork. Speaking of which....I have started working on a super, top-secret art project.....nobody knows of it except me and the little cyborg-fetus in my head that feeds me ideas....

NEW UPDATE SCHEDULE!

1. Mondays-A New Blog Post on This Blog and a New Comic at Whurf
2. Wednesday-New Random Arts and Doodles (will be filed under "Udder Arts" section)
3. Fridays-A New "Hot People" Update

Till next week my friends.

Backwards. I always go backwards when I back up.

Epic Big Boy Pants Adventure START

The school year was fail, and I knew it. One semester in and I already felt like I was wallowing in a stagnant cesspool of broken record teaching and creative sedation. As my own personal, most trusted, physician, I prescribed myself a year off from school to regain my stamina through some well earned R and R. Unfortunately, in my post prescription euphoria, I took on many a project and the upcoming stroll through the country side started to look more like a long, perilous quest through the dark and dangerous land of cartooning, minimum wage employment and 10 cent instant noodles. My quest begins here my friends...my quest begins here...