License pictures and junk science.
May 13th, 2014
We hear of walls as obstructions, but often the old adage that good fences make good neighbors rings true.
The Jon Hamm Dream
This was a bizarre dream I had shortly before I moved to Chicago last year. I was living in Ohio, feeling stuck, sad over a breakup, and worried that I was taking on too much by moving to a new city where I only knew a handful of people with no job lined up and only a few thousand dollars in the bank.
This was probably the first comic work I had done in five years and I essentially saw it as my chance to experiment with the form again. I won’t claim all of the experiments here were successful, but this is what rekindled my love of making comics.
I was quite tempted to go back and redo these pages (including doing a hand-drawn version of Jon Hamm’s head for the repeated image), but decided to leave it exactly as it was the day I scanned it about a year ago.
May 12th, 2014
The Converses were made for walking (actually they weren’t because I need more arch support).
May 11th, 2014
When describing this to a loved one, I told her this was the way a person suffering from Depression’s brain lies to them. Anxiety makes you fear the worst, despite all evidence to and desire for the contrary. Depression sometimes makes you wish for it.
But it isn’t real. And I don’t listen.
May 10th, 2014
I’m looking over a four leaf clover.
May 9th, 2014
Our shared insomnia has always made bonding with my mother easy.
May 8th, 2014
About ten minutes after I finished drawing this I realized that the part in my hair was on the wrong side. And I’d been drawing it that way for a week.
May 7th, 2014
There’s no telling what my parents could have been with my opportunities.
May 6th, 2014
Reading about how in love you were after the fact is always difficult, but also beautiful in its way.