I don’t know why, but all the angels I’m drawing today look like manicurists from Modesto. Must be something in… Read more Angels observed, poorly

I listen to a lot of music when I’m drawing, painting or concepting. This isn’t true when I’m doing something… Read more My Own Personal Radio Station

This week seems to be about making headway on a project that seems to have divided, proliferated, grown tentacles and… Read more Slogging through the Primordial Muck of Tchotchka World