
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Storytelling Magazine

Sunday, December 6, 2009
Her Nashville

Her Nashville, December 2009 (vol 02, issue 6)


Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Prism International





Monday, May 4, 2009
The Story of Docile and Feral


Sunday, April 5, 2009
Time Out New York

Crimes of Passion - Time Out NY
My latest illustration can be found in the Seek section of Time Out New York, issue #704! Pick it up or read it in the Sex and Dating section of their website. It accompanies fun, inspirational stories about people committing "crimes of passion." These are some great, if sneaky, ideas about how to weasel your way into private events and parties. So let's save some money and have a good time!
I got to work with Time Out's awesome designer Kathryn Brazier on this one, and she was looking to play up the sneaky-slinkiness of a couple committing an act of "derring-do." I also had a personal goal: to give some love to the blondes and redheads of the world. I have neglected you... Here are some preliminaries:


A great phrase, derring-do. I would like to commit courageous acts of derring-do with a disembodied narrator cracking puns at me the whole time. (I'm thinking this guy: Moose and Squirrel.) Incidentally, I was confused about the spelling of derring-do... I had always assumed it was daring. So I looked it up and found this interesting literary mishap. Also in this article: handy tips on how to swash your buckle.

Thank you Kathryn and the folks at Time Out New York!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Weekly Dig
Thursday, January 29, 2009
The Climb

Climbing - Topic for Illustration Friday
The above illustration features my good friend Jay Thompson. Somehow, I convinced him to climb into a tree and model in some very difficult positions for an previous illustration. The payment was probably in Riesen dark chocolate chews and Pappa Johns bread sticks... I'm feeling ashamed and amused by this cheapness. Mostly amused.
It was my original intention to re-work and improve some of my older illustrations. But I had this great out-take shot of Jay hanging wearied from the tree branch, and decided to work with it instead. I don't know why I love this idea of a dude in a nice clean suit climbing a tree. I wonder how long he's been hanging there. Will he try for the top? And, assuming he hasn't just given up, once he finally reaches his goal what will he do? What's waiting for him up there? A good view? Is he a peeping tom? Does he plan to jump? Was this a dare? Is there gold in them thar branches? I don't know, but I like to think about it.
Though I'm usually not depressed, I'm not feeling particularly optimistic today. I spent a lot of time sending out e-mails, looking at job postings, and trying to find a cheap apartment in LA somewhere. *Special note to my mid-west friends: I do mean "cheap" in Californian terms. There is story after story on NPR about California's economic troubles. and oh. Oh nice. It might be fun to mention that just now I heard a news story about the peanut-butter recall while eating a peanut-butter toast snack. I'm doomed!
Also, I'm really missing my car today.
It was towed away back in August... and while my bike is hands down the best decision I've ever made-ever; I just miss driving alone singing along to tapes and the radio. (yeah, tapes!) Not having a car has been a non-issue till these past few weeks as Jesse and I have been looking into new jobs and a new apartment. Chances are that as soon as these things are found, the heartache I feel for my old blue Chevy will die. But right now I cant help but reminisce. I cant believe I got so attached to a car that months latter I still mourn it, it seems silly. Please tell me about your weird, materialistic attachments. Make me feel normal!










