Happy anniversary of the day you made your bloody entrance, Yula!

Not so much art related so much as celebrating the fact that I kept something alive for as long as I have!

My daughter Yula turns 2 on October 24th s we got her portraits done at Sears. There might have been watermarks on some of these, but because their prices ought to be outright theft, I figured I would return the favor for the sake of sharing them with family.

Love me. NOW!

This was the best shot we got that day.

This might innocently be viewed as a cute picture, and you wouldn't be wrong to assume that it was.  But the reality of the situation is that we had to plop her into that cauldron because she refused to be anywhere within sight of that demon photographer and her hell-spun minion that goes by the name of Large Studio Flash Bulb.

The Count would have been proud, but I think he would have had to destroy the extra squash in an OCD rage.

Dino Rage

Here is my contribution to the web comic world.  I don't want to get too attached, though, so I only made one frame.

If I were a dinosaur, I think I would do more than just yell at our current neighbors, with their pension for yelling at their small children on the lawn at 2am. (right click -> view image to see more detail)

This originated from trying to get my nearly-two-year-old daughter to eat in some strange and unrelated way. We were trying to get her to eat her dinner, but all she wanted to do was stomp around with her arms tucked up into her chest roaring like a dinosaur.  Trying to coax her with the idea that all dinosaurs LOVE roast beef, a spasm in my brain that told me I had to make a propaganda poster to tell kids whatever message I wanted by exploiting how awesome dinosaurs are.

At first the plan was to have a T-Rex shredding into a piece of pizza with cheese gooping off of his teeth and a glazed look in his eyes and the bold statement running alongside it that blatantly read:

"DINOSAURS F#@*ING LOVE PIZZA".

Thinking back on it though, I think broccoli would be funnier. That's just absurd.


After working on the line-art and getting into working with the references I wound up liking the design of this raptorish guy, and the pose was just right for a crotchety old man so this ended up being the case.

The originally intended piece and many millions of recycled copies of this dinosaur wearing different costumes will definitely be in tow.

Miscellany and some unfinished pieces

From time to time I'll make something and not get a chance to revisit it.  Ok it happens a lot, but in the constant pursuit of expanding a portfolio and in an effort to make funny pictures, it is the nature of the game.

Here are a few of those things that really don't fall into any respectably useful category. Distractions and diversions from productivity I guess.

Afro Duck don't take no shit. His calm gaze wrecks families. I had originally wanted to add many more states to this badass motha' of a duck, but ended up just stopping at 3.

I just had to see what it would look like. The fact that I made this was the cause for whatever I was doing at the time not getting done. Thanks a lot, Abe...

This has been in my Works-In-Progress folder for months.  Just haven't gotten back to it yet, which makes my face sad.

Bliss. Unfinished pixel art scene.

Foreword and Backeword.

In an effort to establish a home for my wayward projects and misfit 'art' projects, I have adopted this blogger page to be my scrap receptacle.

First came the vector portraits of my wife and baby, then came the mustaches, then the haiku happened unexpectedly with the rest of it.

The Beepin' and Boopin' headline derives itself from a discussion I had with my wife, N'Lou, in which I came to the shattering conclusion that the thoughts in my head don't really extend deeper than what I'm projecting, and that 90% of the time I'm basically a floating robot eyepod moving from point A to point B beepin' and boopin' along the way. This blog will be the conveyor-belt footed data collecting microphone robot that records the aforementioned boops and beeps, and the occasional bleep and sweep.

I never quite expect when and where the mood will strike to create useless designs, but they sure are fun. Usually they involve photo manipulations of my almost-two-year-old daughter.  I think she has more of an online personality than I do at this point...

Should you find delight in my posts and wish to leave a comment or follow me, I would be flattered and tickled just knowing my pixels have not gone to waste!

And if you like my work and would like to commission me for work or just provide me with a fun request to pit myself against then you are wholly endorsed to do that right now. Go!