turning over new leaves. fall in chicago.

it's that time of year that the best season in chicago is upon us. you can ride your bike without getting disgusting, your don't need a heating blanket, and back yard fires are at the height of their practicality. It's a great time to be back in chicago and will most likely be the times i miss most once I leave.

Being that i'm back in chicago, I've been working like a mad man. Being able to work larger again has been like a drug. These all currently look like a fucking mess of non sense... and most likely some of them will stay there... but currently heres some works in progress.

I tend to work from the literature i've been reading, but failed foreign aid to africa isn't the most inspiring of topics. That being said, ive started to work more about myself, back in the days or touring, my weird dreams and obsessions of rats... i'm not sure exactly.

Either way, here they are with size info. Tell me what you think. I'm serious. unless you're just gonna tell me it looks "carolesque".. in that scenario just keep your god damn trap shut.

oh and.. Listen to owen, read a moveable feat, and stay away from hamms. i promise all of these things are in your best interest.

2.5'x1.5'


2'x'2


2.5'x1.5' apx


two canvases, each 5'x1'


5'x4'

you totally ruined my birthday...

Ya ever have trouble sleeping? and then the next morning when you actually might finally be so exhausted you can actually fall asleep, you can't cause your sheets are at the laundromat and you have to go change them over in 45 minutes... and then get them out o the dryer 45 minutes after that? welcome to my life.

To be totally fair, i did sleep for about an hour last night, during which i had a dream that i was part of the astronaut crew in ALIENS, but half way thru our mission, i realized it was my birthday and i should go home to get everything ready for my party. once back to civilization i found out everyone was too drunk to come to my party, and even when i got home, my mom took the car, and left the house with all the doors and windows open with the lights on. Apparently i'm 13.

This is a regular occurrence, and there fore I provide for you a brief list of the events my brain has concocted to keep me unrested while trying to sleep

-A road trip in which we come across a rural brothel community. while there melissa lights a condo on fire and we get kicked out.

-while visiting a friend who lives above the ocean on a boardwalk, mutant basking sharks are killing sperm whales and waiting for the crews to come collect their bodies, only to then get attacked by mutant basking sharks. Also, i kept dropping my iphone in the ocean. how i kept getting new ones and why i kept dropping them is confusing to me

-a bar fight with a friend who is so drunk she has lost spinal structure, her ability to stay in a chair or keep her clothes on

-And most recently, i was on the 80's/90's scott bakula hit scifi drama quantum leap, and was sent in time to go to prom with a short haired girl who's parents died a week earlier, and to prepare myself for this, brandon and davis spade met me in a bathroom to tell me our friend's kid who doesn't exist had just died. my prom date and i slow danced and cried all night. for the record, if i would have stayed asleep i can only hope i would have shot thru a portal in time and ended up the chaquita banana woman... or on the run from an angry ex-husband who just finished his softball game.



All that being said. i still hate web design. but i'm trying. hopefully i'm sleeping soon too.

summer cleaning

it's that time of year...

cleaning out my hard drive, and my folders, and soon my servers. whipping things clean. getting rid of all the crap designs i have lying around no one has bought. maybe i'll just start giving them away? who needs some shitty merch designs?

anywho.. this is tough work that honestly numbs the brain. thank God i've got the west wing to get me thru this. That and lots of costa rican coffee.


In other notes, i'm bringing the dream journal back. I've been having hands down the weirdest twisted dreams probably of my life the last week or so, and i need to get them out of my head. I think i might actually make a better/bigger dream zine when soon with all this stuff... look out david lynch, i'm coming for you.

new mexico

"Two weeks ago to the day i swore i would never move to albuquerque, yet tonight i find myself waking up in new mexico with a large rat problem"


I started working on some sketches for the Denver show last night. i'm not exactly sure how it's going to shape up yet, but i'm going with a decomposing/abandoned/dark view of the city, almost to critique the theme i came up with for out show.