Tuesday, December 2, 2008

(no subject)

Clear Chat History
Evan 3:06pm 

sweet nipple daddy
pucker pee pee for thursdays juice
bowel coasters for tiffany
snip snip for prince light borg
lacy's hair was hit by a car this morning
that butcher is dead meat man!
stuff me full of christ and rice crispies - the ones with the 'confetti' in them
oh please, lock me away in the dungeon master hung!
identical twins fuck no fake

Monday, November 24, 2008


I'm going to die. This was for my 'artist's books' class at school. I really should have added more layers, you can't see the bartender or the passed out woman at the table. Oh well. I guess you can't see the depth produced by the bellows on the side. Its classified as a tunnel book. I wish it was classified, TOP SECRET.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Saturday, November 8, 2008

(no subject)

this is where i spend all my time

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Monday, November 3, 2008

Rest In Pieces

here are reliefs/rubbings from the Wunders Cemetery & the Hebrew Cemetery in Chicago. These are a few in a set of 14 reliefs that will be part of a larger collection - this collection will hopefully find itself scanned and reprinted to then be bound and covered in a book.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

probably bored

some scans from my notebook

Monday, October 27, 2008

Saturday, October 25, 2008

story? what story?

I think you have to click for larger images...

Friday, October 17, 2008

Monday, August 25, 2008

Friday, May 2, 2008

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Seeking: Totally Radical Hauntings

Oh man yesterday I was alone in my room drawing at my desk - next to the window farthest from the door leading to my roommates bedroom - the house was empty except for my roommate Daniel downstairs - anyway my door opens up a crack and it quickly creeks shut with a playful thud and click .

So this happens twice over the course of 8 seconds or so - "Hey Daniel..." I call out casually - and then there is this weird silence, it wasn't an upsetting silence, it was similar to the sudden hush of hide and seek. I look at the door - about 15 seconds have passed - and there is this shadow under the door like he is standing there - convinced he's screwing with me I sneak to the door and tear it open - the room was totally empty and that was that...

p.s. I've made an edition of 20 lithographs of this drawing. I will also be mounting them to dead tree wood, packaging them in cool handmade boxes, letter press the box with OUIJA - you also get a handmade planchete. I'm thinking $30 sounds fair.

Thursday, April 10, 2008