Emo Smoothies

emo-smoothieI couldn't help myself.  I had to draw this...

I just couldn't believe how someone so riddled with teenage angst, facial piercings and heavy eyeliner could see the appeal of working at a perky, sugary sweet smoothie shop. Maybe he heard that car, insurance, drugstore, shampoo commercial telling us "Times are tough in today's economy" and figured he should get a job. Maybe it was the appeal of the ear numbing blenders that reminded him so much of his music. Maybe the blender's blades gave him the thrill of danger he was seeking. What ever the case, Kevin makes a good emo smoothie. With a free apathy boost.

Starbucks is so beautiful...

starbucks If you are a coffee drinker, you know the pull of  that seeing that weird green two-tailed mermaid posted by your local Walgreens, Target, Big-O tires and random power  plant.  Yes, fellow coffee drinkers, we are brainless moths attracted to a corporate giant flame, in need of our caffeine fix.  But I'm superior to you Venti triple shot no whip frappicino drinkers.  I only get a tall coffee, whereby I can justify going in 3x as often, which of course monetarily equals one of your snooty drinks.  But I don't think that when I walk in, all I think is "I woke up today, I deserve this."

Having trouble staying faithful

monogamy to my  illustrations that is... (calm down Cameron!)

Typically, I am an organized person.  I can focus on one thing at a time.  I like things kept tidy, a place for everything, food evenly distributed on a plate, the Container Store and playing Tetris.  But when it comes to art I'm like a 4 year old kid with ADHD. Right now I have 4 things I "work" on, when really I should be working on only one. Can you guess which?

1. A big freelance job that's due in a month (meh) 2. A promotional editorial illustration (in my mind's it's awesome!) 3. A secret illustration based on a current obsession (giggle!!!) 4. A banner for my blog that requires extensive amount of scanning utilizing the world's crappiest scanner (could you hand me that baseball bat?)

So basically - put children down for a nap, turn 180°, walk into office and commence farting around on the computer until said children arise.

I swear I'll work on it tonight, I swear I'll work on it tonight, I swear I'll work on it tonight, I swear I'll work on it tonight.....

Texas travels

texas Did this lil' painting based on a sketch of the Texas country side.  One thing about Texas, (ifn' you nain't never bin!) it sure is - FLAT.  I grew up in SoCal, yes I am an original 909-er - but never a tweaker.  Anyway-  California is very hilly, mountainy, up and downy.  So I was very surprised by Texas' expansive flatness.  The part about the land that I loved was how it seemed like striations of earth.  Because the mountains weren't there to distract you, you're able to really appreciate the colors of these horizontal stripes.  And the cows.  The cows were so cute!  They looked like teeny weeny grass eating big rigs.  Ah Texas...

Glasses circa 1980

glasses This illustration was rejected from the latest book I did.  Ironically, it was my favorite illustration.  I think Michelle Pfeiffer donned a pair in some of her less memorable roles.

Violent Senior

grandad_3 Finished illustration for  an upcoming book about a wacky grandpa and his inventions.   My friend Mac posed for me.  He had a bit more fun with the hammer than I had anticipated.

Promoting Cat Poop

cat_box New Editorial Promo Piece.  I came across the dilemma that no matter how ideal, picture perfect, Martha Stewart-y a room is, if you have a cat - you have to clean up it's crap.