This comic is for a class, the idea being “I remember…” We had to make a single page, six panel minimum, comic about a memory before we were 13. This is me pretending to be a Jedi on the planet Hoth while walking home from school in the winter. Ah, such fond memories of youth.


Mr. Carl Grumbles

I helped this man at work a few weeks ago and I’ve been meaning to draw him ever since. Who knows how close this actually comes to him, all I know is he had the best name I’ve seen in a long while (drivers license verified!) He could have been Santa. I have no idea.

Smoking gets you killed.

Here’s a propaganda poster I just finished for class. It’s supposed to be about something more personal than your run of the mill war and peace posters. I went with my disgust of people who smoke while walking in front of others. The original is 14×17, pen on paper, then colored digitally.