So I'm staring out of my art studio window, simultaneously developing a comic book project and finishing a Santa Monica residence remodel. Yeah, I design baby. I work the pencils, both traditional and virtual, over my selected canvas. I pull the politically-correct cork out of my head, and let my images dump out and onto the page. Sometimes they intrigue me, and other times they laugh right back into my fleshy face.

They do not stop, and they never will. I am their tool, by golly, and must obey.

So here's my work, my voice, for you to peruse. If you bastardize them, you will forever stew in your own plentiful sorrows.

Have fun!