Wednesday, March 19, 2008

and the tshirts have ARRIVED

i'm excited. you should be too. you want them. you really, really want them.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

gettin the ol' balls rollin

so i've spent a lot of my saturday thinking and scheming and doodling, and i think i have come up with a website layout that i'm happy with. opinions?

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Thursday, March 13, 2008

just a little ditty

a piece i've been working on. isolation and homelessness.
ps- worst. scan. ever.


Sunday, March 9, 2008


they just keep a-sproutin'.
wanna buy some?
they need a loving home to latch onto, a jacket or bag will do.


Friday, March 7, 2008

why so serious?

because i gotta.


Wednesday, March 5, 2008

dork alert

dork (dôrk) Pronunciation Key
n. Slang A stupid, inept, or foolish person: "the stupid antics of America's favorite teen-age cartoon dorks" (Joshua Mooney).
Vulgar Slang The penis.

How do you start a line of toys? Where do you start? Is is expensive?
I needed answers, so i contacted good ol' gary taxali for help. he's a pretty famous man, and he's had talks at my school, so i thought, "why not!" so i shot over an email last night with a bunch of questions, thinking he'd just shoot me a quick email back. well, his email was quicker than i thought, and was simply "sure, call me at 416-etc-etc-etc".

well, dammit. looks like i cant get by being a shy geek anymore.

so i called, it went well, got all kinds of info on how to get started with a toy line, etc etc. what a nice man, by the way.

hours pass, work progresses, and i think, "well, i think i'll take a break, call my boyfriend". usually he's the only one i ever call. im sort of a loser. so i hit redial, as usual. the phone rings once. twice. i start to think, uh... wait... NO! and hang up. bus as i do, i hear a slamm voice on the other like just before i cut off the call. it was gary.

so being the panicky dork that i am, i call back. again, and i apologize. he said something like "that's a funny story, take care", and i hang up the phone.

at this point, i slapped myself in the forehead. hard.
and i hit redial again. stupid reflexes.

luckily, this time i hung up before the number completed, and i proceeded to shit my pants, then dial the number that i meant to call in the first place.