Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Competitive Complaining

I don't know what it is, but there is this forming of complaining that begins to take on the quality of bragging. I remember noticing it when I was a kid. Two other kids would be complaining about something their parents made them do (or something like that) and it would turn into a little verbal battle where each was trying to outdo the other. It's like they were in a competition to see who had the most difficult life.

The same things happen with adults. I'm not really sure what they do it for. Maybe people just want acknowledgement. Life can be difficult and most of us don't get that much praise. Maybe some people actually take comfort in feeling like their lives are harder than other peoples. I don't know. It's a weird thing.

Anyway, these are some things that I will never complain about:

And I'd also like to wish happy birthday to my pop, who turns sixty-seven today!

Monday, June 28, 2010


Some people say I have a very expressive face. My moods are plain to see and if for a half second I feel disgust, confusion, curiosity, or any other emotion it will flash across my face. That may be true, but I seem to find myself in situations where I'm clearly bored and not paying any attention whatsoever to what a person is saying, and they don't notice. They just keep talking.

It seems to happen most frequently in bars. Maybe it's the darkness. Or maybe some people just like to talk and don't care if the other person listens or not.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Heading Home on the T

Catch-22 has been my favorite book almost since I very first read it. It's a book that whenever I pick it up again, I wonder at how perfect it seems. I'm know it's not for everyone, but for me it's just so crystal clear. It's like a razor that cuts through everything (it should be noted that I have been drinking as I write this). So when I see someone reading it I'm naturally excited.

Because I am a dork.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Gotta Go!

The worst is coming back from work. For some reason it is at those times that my keys decide not to work and I have to fiddle with the lock to get the door open. I would have thought I had outgrown this sort of thing. Do you think this sort of thing ever happens to Obama? After a press statement or whatever and he's walking back with all the cameras on him thinking to himself, "Be cool. Don't run. Everybody's watching. BUT GOD DAMN I GOTTA GO! Have to remain dignified. JUDAS PRIEST! I GOTTA GO!!"

Also, I love the way this guy draws water. Set to Sea pg. 95 about a two-thirds of the way down on the page is awesome.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Sweet Dreams

This is a comic I did for a local Boston horror anthology called Hellbound. Every story is only one page and each page will be roughly the size of a newspaper page. To draw this I did it on two separate 17x11 pages (four rows for each page).

The final page was far too big for my little 9x12 scanner to scan all at once so I scanned it in sections. Each of the different colors below represents one scan.
And this is a comic I did for a gallery show called Good vs. Evil at the 242 Gallery in Boston. Unfortunately, the show has been put on hold because of some security issues at the gallery.

The only guideline for the show was that the drawing had to be superhero themed. Some of my friends decided that if I were a superhero I would be called The Contrarian. I must admit I do have a tendency to disagree with people (but only because I'm right)(naturally). The Contrarian was created after an argument about Chinatown. I think it's overrated. Don't get me wrong, it's a good film. It's just not as good as everybody says it is.

Or maybe I'm just being contrary.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Count Your Teeth

I think I don't doodle nearly enough. I draw all the time, but it always seems that the drawings have some purpose, and it is very rare when I just sit down and draw with no plan or intention. It's good when I just let my mind and pencil wander wherever they will while I am drawing, but it often feels like I just don't have the time. Trying to balance work, drawing and a social life has always been difficult, and it seems that what tends to get squeezed out is drawing for fun.

But anyway, here is an unplanned and purposeless drawing of people with gross teeth.

Monday, June 14, 2010

I Got a New Pen!

Normally I use a brush or dip pen when I am drawing. I like brushes because they are so expressive. You can get really thin lines or really fat lines. You can get smooth lines and angry lines. The same is true for dip pens only on a smaller scale (depending on the nib you use, of course)(I usually use a Hunt 102).

I just felt like drawing with something else recently, so I picked up a .60 Rapidograph. It doesn't have anywhere near the flexibility of a brush or dip pen. It makes perfect uniform lines.

And it's a lot of fun.

And also fun is reading this much good stuff about myself (I'm reposting this from the Priorities comments box). I'm kind of floored.

Friday, June 11, 2010


I'll at least try to go for a run before work most days. Today, well, it feels like it's been an awfully long week, and I felt like I could use a few more minutes of sleep.

Monday, June 7, 2010

The Broken Yolk

So, of course, there is the other side of this situation, which is that the girl behind the counter at the Broken Yolk forgot to ask me to pay for the food that I purchased. It was a busy morning and maybe I was just lost in the shuffle. Or maybe she, like me, had had a long night the night before and was a little hazy. Or maybe, just maybe, just as I had been distracted by her looks, she was distracted by my devastating handsomeness.


Friday, June 4, 2010


Either/Or is great, but you gotta be careful. It will pull you in and you'll find yourself listening to it over and over and over again. You can't escape. Especially if you've just broken up with a girlfriend or if you're just bumming out in general. I love it, but cautiously.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010


This was in a pizza place in Cambridge.

A test for who is allowed to have children is a little too Nazi, but I certainly think that some kind of mandatory parenting course is a good idea. I mean really, why would you think orange soda is healthy? Is it because it's orange? Are there people out there actually under the impression that orange soda is made from oranges?