Here is a bunny on a hoverbike thing.

A stuffed dinosaur with the seam ripped open.

Rocket. Boots. I guess they are kind of sneakery.

This was a sketch for some lofty project I was working on. (abandoned)

Happiness in death.

I plan on making a bunch of baby animals drinking 40s.

This was a drawing for a friend’s label. It isn’t supposed to mean anything.

This is just the goat from that drawing. It means TONS.

I emailed this to the owner of a coffee shop after an interview. It is me destroying bats enshrouded in unholy flame with an electric raygun.

Bearbats. The pride of my very being.

I love this sad rhino.

An old self portrait.

An old sketch for some kids’ book that is still in the process of being made.

A sketch for another story.

This is a girl I used to work with at a café during school. She hates zombies.

I decided this inchworm probably would have been better if he was wearing a king’s crown.

I had just read Dune.

This was a poster.

This is a bucket wrap (minus type) for something a long time ago using ZebraHall characters.

This is a self-portrait on a space grid with my synth and an oversized tiger with a big head eating a bit of universe.

This was a droid for an intergalactic RPG my friend, Caleb Cox, was writing. The game remains unfinished.

Here was a really awful attempt at digital coloring.

An early attempt at mixing in digital elements into a poster.