I’m appearing in Urinetown! The Musical at Sharon High here in glorious Sharon, MA over the next couple of days (June 23rd, 24th and 25th) and I must tell you it’s a real treat, thrill and inspiring experience.
It makes me think of past acting, or pascting as we’ll call it. This here is a trailer for I film I got to be in, directed by my very talented (and handsome) pal, Boone.
It has been too dang long since I’ve posted here. To answer two unasked questions: NO I haven’t stopped drawing and YES I just stopped posting.
I guess not too many people have seen this piece. It’s a tribute to Spidey, yes, but also my friend Carl Diehl. Go check out his site and be bemused and perplexed:
I write columns for the blog and in store newsletter for a comic shop in New York City called “The Forbidden Planet.” They are always nice to me and I believe their store is one of, if not THE best NYC comic shop.
Here’s my latest article. It’s mostly about Birds.
I was asked to do the poster for the New York Mermaid Day Parade this year (2010.) I think it came out pretty darn swanky, myself.
In prints the green of the octopus looks a bit more blue, I promise.
I drew this for a flyer. For a while I tried to make this my signature. Ah, the things we do for love.
My friend Sean Murray has a cat. My wife and I LOVE this cat. His name is Merlin.
Merlin will, from time to time, vomit. He seems to love doing this. My wife drew a picture of Merlin as a medieval monster, a creature known as The Merlon. The Merlon is a sinister gigantic cat that has a nasty habit of vomiting upon its prey. Strangely, The Merlon can only do this while facing south. Medieval monsters are weird, aren’t they?
For Christmas of 2009 we thought we’d do some research into The Merlon, and by research we meant that we’d make up a bunch more stuff about this majestic cat-beast!
Here’s my beautiful pen and ink recreation of a medieval drawing of the Merlon. Truly, this fearsome beast must have virtually snarled off the pages of some ancient manuscript that my wife and I made up.
Nib pens are fun. I should draw with them more often.
The Creeps is a comic strip I started in college. It’s about these…creatures.
Let’s be clear: Creeps aren’t human. Some theorize they are a personification of our anxieties, a walking manifestation of our social awkwardness and fear of public speaking. Some think they’re a naturally occurring phenomenon, a zit on Mother Earth’s beautiful face brought about by the grease of human existence.
The point is they’re bizarre and unsettling. I think I’m talking them up a bit much, as this is what your typical Creeps comic looks like:
The good news is: If you like this sort of thing there’s MORE! The bad news? Well, if you don’t like this, see the good news.
Thought this swell tattoo design of “The Smiths” lead singer Steven Patrick Morrisey would look darling on the arm of any roller-derby girl or hipster in a fight club.
Three ladies join in on the card game fun.