
Medium: Ink on paper
This item is not for sale.
Thank god for good neighbors with tools, otherwise my minivan would still be in the alley.

Thank god for good neighbors with tools, otherwise my minivan would still be in the alley.

The pose I used for the “any bright thoughts in that bucket?” painting.
Doubles as a self-portrait.

Because a little hydration is going to make this way less boring.

There is something gross going on with my legs.
I don’t know what it is, but it itches like CRAZY.
Islands drawn by Courtney.

There is something gross going on with my legs.
I don’t know what it is, but it itches like CRAZY.
Islands drawn by Courtney.

Just staring off into space.
Wondering where I’m going, and where I’ve been.

I wonder how many images of scissors and cutting I need to add to my website before some real cutters start visiting my site.

If you look close enough
you’ll start to see them too.

This is Zabby’s screen printing studio. We are making some shirts for our lovely ladies that are running the Ragnar relay this coming weekend.

It’s a fine line between life and death.
Judging by how close I was able to get, this guy was a little stunned. Not sure if he’s about to kick the bucket or about to start his life.

It’s a fine line between life and death.
Judging by how close I was able to get, this guy was a little stunned. Not sure if he’s about to kick the bucket or about to start his life.


Cheers to you.

Sometimes that’s all right.

Showing up to work without my pants. Again.

I’ve always been a leg guy.
This drawing is kinda dirty.

He didn’t even see it coming.
It may look like he did.
But you could never get Kent to pose with this much comfort.

We opened up the windows today. The cats fell into a crazy synchronization and they began to look like brother and sister again. Ten minutes later they went back to fighting.

Even though I don’t look hungry. I am.

When he’s not hunting bigfoot, Zabby is laying down bass lines for the new Bird Sounds recording.

Bird Sounds is in the studio. Our old friend Tom is recording us.

Six of them. All looking right at me.

At first they seemed so cool.

It grows.