Category: Illustration
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Signed, Sealed, Soapbox
It’s hard to ignore the news of protests, ahem, occupying the attention of cities around the world—of the many and diverse thousands of people unified under one simple, yet infinitely faceted mantra. As members of the, well, vast majority of folks without any real political or financial clout in the world, Jessica and I can…
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In print
Every three months my all-time favorite magazine, Uppercase, arrives in my mailbox, and productivity in the studio comes to a screeching halt while I drool over each gorgeous page. I’ve been a subscriber since almost the very beginning (if only I could get my paws on those first two sold-out issues!), and impossibly, every new…
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In person
Who is this, I wonder? You should see the piles of things, er, occupying (hint!) my drafting table this month. You see, Art at Work month is almost here, and I’m scrambling to get ready for all the events coming down the pike. First up is Studio Tour, that crazy-amazing weekend where it seems like…
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Apocalypse now!
To hear the ancient Mayans tell it, I’d best hurry up with my unfinished projects—because time is running out. Putting the veracity of such tales aside, this prophecy stuff sounds like a fun illustration topic. So my good friend and old-tyme RISD buddy Thomas Quinn had the ingenious idea to count down our remaining days…
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Remnants
Just wanted to give you a peek at what the studio looks like these days. I try not to think about it too hard, because I officially unveiled the thing almost a year ago, but I’m still working on my book. Big dang pile of box parts; coffee cup for scale. You see, it’s one…
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Even Keel
It’s hard to think of a better weekend activity than taking a quick trip to San Francisco. First of all, Jessica and I got to visit the lovely Sarah and Jesse, who live here— and whose back yard contains this. And then we got to raise a fantastic ruckus and make guerrilla street art with…
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We Heart SF
Splurging on a giant bag of salt water taffy is probably a weird way to research a new project, but I swear it’s relevant. That’s right—Jessica and I are carving again. We’ve been invited by the good folks at the San Francisco Center for the Book (big shout-out to the amazing Rocket!) to be among…
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An anniversary
All this week the radio, the blogs, the instant media, and I’m sure the television, too, have been blaring with recaps and riffs and reflections and rage, on repeat, about that day when we all learned a little more about the nature of fear. And it’s not that I’m avoiding thinking about it—it’s that I…
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Paper Chase
Jessica and I are back from Asheville, with fresh memories of hazy heat and sweltering summer on our minds. Back home in Washington, however, we’re having the kind of chilly summer that demands a cozy sweater, a cup of tea and time spent curled up with a good book (and thanks to our sojourn in…
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Revolving door
Whew. I’m home from one adventure, but I’m about to turn right around and go off on another. There was just enough time between trips to do a little scribbling, a little scrambling—and maybe a wee bit of nervous screaming as the seconds counted down. We made it, though—and now, on this summer that’s had…