Oh, Well I Guess I Regret That Now

Sunday statue drawing in downtown Cleveland.

Some business ladies smoked cigarettes with me, and a security guard asked to see my progress after five minutes. I only had early construction lines on the page, and I felt like I let him down.

Also, a hobo tried to sell me batteries.

No One Belongs Here More Than You

It took five months to finish the first sketchbook of 2009.

Here are some highlights of the past month.


The goal is four full books by the end of the year.

Wish me luck

I've Seen Shit That'll Turn You White

I love that I'm using illustrator to make things that look like black and white comics from the eighties.

(at least that's the goal.)