Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Berserk Hearts #2

Fresh off its debut at the Small Press Expo 2016, the continuing chronicle of the smutographical antics of Brandle, Elki, Yann and those whom fortune has favored to cross their paths is now available in the store for the consideration of a mere $6.50 (shipping included)!




Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Berserk Hearts #1

Roger Dean meets Broom Hilda in Bob Guccione's playroom. If that tickles your fancy, pay a visit to the store! (Click images to enlarge.)





Squiggle Chickens 3 and 4!

Blimey, ANOTHER ridiculously long hiatus! I've since published a couple more Squiggle Chicken sketchbook minis. If you like what you see, visit the Store page!

KING KONG vs SQUIGGLE CHICKEN
More junk from my sketchbooks. This one's a bit more tightly woven than the previous two.













SQUIGGLE CHICKEN: Inktober 2014
This one collects most of the drawings I did as contributions to the
#inktober hashtag frenzy for 2014.  



 

Friday, January 31, 2014

News & Updates

It's been rather awhile, hasn't it? Sorry 'bout that! Lately I've been busy working on the second issue of MonstaLand. In the meantime I've added a couple of items in the store; both are sketchbook minicomics I produced recently. Here's a peek!

SQUIGGLE CHICKEN


SQUIGGLE CHICKEN RAIDS AGAIN

Friday, May 24, 2013

Apeonauts


Another private commission! Mixed media, 9" x 12".

Saturday, December 29, 2012

The Pen Guy

So tonight I (quite inadvertently, I promise!) stole a pen from one of my favorite bars. Hey, that'll happen! But that sort of thing happens a lot, which is where the Pen Guy stepped in. Back in the day, the Pen Guy was an East Village dive bar's best bet to stem the constant tide of pen depletion. An honest-to-god traveling salesman, this goggle-eyed, gnomish fellow would hoof it from bar to bar in the dark of night with one purpose: to sell pens. As often as not, he would be greeted with gratitude and money by a mixologist desperate for a handful of writing instruments. With the closing of that transaction, he would set his salesman's sights on those of us on the other side of the bar. He was not a verbose salesman; he simply opened his bulky plastic case of pens and let us gape at them. He knew his stock and the quality thereof intimately, and he let his inventory speak for itself. I only had one verbal interaction with the man: I took an interest in a newly-released Uniball, and he said: "Oh, that's a VERY good pen.". A few bucks changed hands, and I had that pen plus a couple of Sharpies as well (I think most of his sales were of Sharpies to drunks, actually). He's been long gone from the scene, but I can't help but wonder how the dive bars of the East Village can fend for themselves against pen thieves like myself. So Pen Guy, whether you be on this plane or the next, Salutations! I need a fresh Sharpie or two, and you are sorely missed.

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Godzilla vs. Hedorah

11" x 14", pen & ink, markers.
This was commissioned by my good buddy and House of Twelve high priest Cheese Hasselberger as a Christmas gift for his Godzilla-obsessed brother. Hope you like it Ian!