The Homeless problem

The problem with the homeless is that I can't stop painting them. There's just something about their weathered faced, the way their tired eyes seem to stare into that middle distance. I know it's kinda messed up, but whatever. It's not like anybody is paying me for this, so I can do what I want.

Taking a whiff

I worry about the germs in the holes of bowling balls. Nobody cleans those holes.
there are years of impacted pizza fingers in there. Taco fingers. Chicken fingers. I'm amazed those balls still have holes.

Awesome

Jamie Hewlett roxx coxx

Publes

Truly, Boy George is a national treasure. This little ditty popped into my head a few days ago and I found myself searching for the video on youtube.


That red wig he was sporting kinda looked like an unruly mass of rusty publes. Honestly, I thought I was watching a Cindy Lauper video for the first few minutes. I used to love the idea of war until I heard that song and saw those school children prancing about. It's such a shame Mr. Boy is off to the big house for thrashing that nice young prostidude with a length of chain when he was next in line to get the Nobel prize.

Some random sketches....

More T-shirts

Check oot my t-shirt design on Threadless.


Everyone should go there right now and buy one.
What else? I these designs up on Moderntee.com

I'm back!

Finally got steady work again. Unfortunately it's hush hush for now, but here's some recent sketches and t-shirt submissions: