NO DANCING OR SUDDEN MOVEMENT, EITHER.

Today I received an email from a friend's mom asking how my dog, Daisy, was doing. She went on and on about how sweet she was when she visited and how she's never met such a nice dog. I answered back that she was great and was still sweet as ever.

I failed to mention that Daisy is totally freaked out by any physical contact, hovering, clapping, dancing...or talking to her...or looking at her. I mean, she is a good dog, but is pretty much a wimp... a big wimp who yells at people when they have too much fun.

This is what she looks like.

Thinkin' 'bout Twilight

No seriously, he's going to break up with me soon, probably.

Here is my acknowledgement of having read the Twilight series. And also my acknowledgement of it, in all likelihood, not being a good idea. Does this count as Twilight fan art?

PS: TIWWY experts would be able to tell that this is an inauthentic Kristin fantasy. Notice the proportional hair-height and lack of chest augmentation.

Sick! I'm sick.

Dog boots.

Lesbian Proposal Comic Book

Ok, I said I would post what I've been working on (semi) lately. This is the book I wrote and illustrated for the woman wanting to propose to her girlfriend: Proposal Book


Among my favorites in the book:

From L Proposal Book

and

From L Proposal Book

Anyway, enjoy! This project took me about 150 hours. I was paid about $2/hr, but am happy with the finished product.

Luke thinks about moustaches...

Cash-Moneystache is my new favorite thing that I just made up.

Venus Flytrap Bouquet

So, part of the reason I haven't posted much in the past few months is that I've been doing a lot of other art projects... I've been non-digital painting. At some point I also illustrated a 25 page book for a lesbian wanting to propose to her girlfriend (maybe I'll post a link to that tomorrow.)

Anyway, I figured I'd share a little of what I've been doing recently.

I'm going to make about 3 more of these because I love them:



That's one of them, anyway.

Thank you for pumping my dog's stomach!

So, recently I came home from work to find that my 5 lb dog had eaten about a half pound of dark chocolate. Needless to say, I googled and arrived at a vet's office in a little less than 8 min.
She's fine now, besides being a little tweaky. Here is the thank you card I made for the vets:

New England summer ... does it even exist??

What it's like to take naps in Boston

Ok, ok... Now, admittedly, I take a lot of naps. And they are in the middle of the day, because naps at night are called "sleep." So being woken up by pedestrians is bound to happen. What I don't understand is why exactly people feel the need to do the following:

Feign vomiting noises for 15 minutes (thanks random 10 year old girls on the street!)
Have a screaming fight with your boyfriend under my window
Scream like a horrific accident just occured, have your friends join in.
Drive a musical ice cream truck by my house 16 times
Set off fireworks in the middle of the day
Have a loud cell phone conversation about how your kids are assholes under my window
Drive a giant trash truck onto my street and leave it there for 45 minutes.

Whatever. I chose to live in the city. I choose to take naps at any point during the day.

I would really like to start posting in this regularly. Also, I've switched back to Corel, which is a pain in my butt, but I think it looks better. It's probably time for me to steal Illustrator from someone.