Wednesday, February 27, 2013


Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Some art just has to get rejected. Problem is, I kind of liked these.

Generally, I don’t like when a writer uses something like a quill pen or an old Corona typewriter on a business card unless, of course, they actually use them. But most writers these days use a computer. And let me just tell you, computers aren’t particularly attractive. So I did do one design with a fountain pen theme and it turned out to be my favorite. But it still got rejected.

Sigh. Sorry, little rejects. Maybe some other time.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Happy V.D.!

I really love Valentine’s Day. A lot of people complain about it being a “Hallmark holiday” or they bitch about the obligations they associate with the day, but I like pink, I like red, I like hearts, I like candy...heck, it’s actually SAINT Valentine’s Day, know, it’s a holy day of sorts. We may not know who the real Valentine was or why he was so saintly (look it up, there are a few possibilites), it's still a sweet day to remember all kinds of love.

I’ve made a lot of Valentines over the years, but this (or a variation on it) has always been a favorite. Unfortunately, I am the only one who finds it funny...or finds worms on a Valentine funny, for that matter.

I also have a fondness for martinis...gin, please. Oh, Martini...Olive you.

And then there’s the sincere...

Happy Valentine’s Day, ya’ll!

Tuesday, February 5, 2013


I don’t think I ever posted the finished Silence print...and this is not that. Turns out, it’s hidden away somewhere, and this is the almost finished version. Which I am posting so that you will be delighted and surprised when you see the final product...well, if you do. I mean, yeah, this is pretty’s almost the same, but you should totally come see the actual print next time you are at San Diego Comic Con, or some other place I might be, hanging out, selling things.

Because I am a dork, I always feel the need to tell people why I drew this. See, the Silence doesn’t really have a mouth, and how sad must it be to have mint chocolate chip ice cream but no way to eat it? Pretty sad, I’m guessing...pretty sad.