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Annoying classmate in psych class.

Really a worst case scenario portrait of all involved, but it made me laugh. Wasn't going for early Groenig or Mike Judd, but here we are.

I feel like his name was Bentley, but maybe I'm misremembering.

She's so pretty, I love her, even though her vapid sulk says basically nothing.

A real class act.

Never met him. He never said anything to me. His name was lost to time, and the file abbreviated to c-harsheet, so that's his name now.

Basically a legend.

Uncle Bubba originated in ~2009. He has his own action figure.

Collab with Viktor Erikkson

This horrifying guy is available in mug form. Undressing you with his eyes as you sip your strong cup of joe, each morning. What more could anyone ask for on this vast earth?

IRL, mostly I pass as sane and coherent, I think. But then I start making speech bubbles for the voices, and here we are. What else COULD they be saying, though? You know?

This was actually for a client. I guess I shouldn't sound so incredulous. They really liked it. I am using too many adverbs. Of course they did. I am legitimate. I am beginning to think what separates great artists from nobodies is how straight of a face you can keep. Look, I mean that. I don't think this is bad. I actually love it. It's very dear to my heart. I'm just never not surprised when someone else agrees. And I see a lot of art out there that's so bad, and people bought it, and people keep using it, and clearly they think that's okay, and I see 'real artists' selling stuff that's absolute nonsense, and other things that are just boring, and they seem to be making a living this way without necessarily being someone's niece or nephew, but. It's always funny to me when I make everyone into monkeys and the people involved don't mind. Takes a rare kind of good humor. I don't mean to roast the clients, but my conscious mind isn't ever doing this; it's my deranged id that takes over and makes art, so god knows what's going to come of it. It's a really unsafe process!!! :O Trying to turn weaponized auto-cartoons into someone's commercial asset is not a sure bet.

"King of the Hill" fan art.

"Lucifer" (the show) fan art.

Fan art from the show "Kidding".

Fan art from the show "Kidding".

Fan art from the movie "The Court Jester".

Some of the titles I gave things in my 20s were autismo af. Real home school culture laid bear for all the internet to see. In some cases, those are still unapologetically the names. For some of us, rizz is a lifelong cultivation. But these names remain canonical for a pre-glow-up socially abysmal inner child.

This was a "Look, I can make that crap!" moment. Briefly, my soul was hollowed out, and there was only the directionless desperation of rapacity for commerce. This heinous bear was its face.

Yo. This is basically my mixed media digital dream journal and I have no idea why I started ranting at poor Sue Kreitzman. It doesn't make any more sense to future/current me than it probably does to you if that makes you or Sue feel better about the whole thing. Was I actually dogging her for being a nepo baby? What misplaced ire! She ran a whole culinary empire! She seems like a quasi-self-made woman. Why was I flaming? God knows. But I kind of liked the doodling of it all, so here.

This all came about after a discussion about "pain face". I thought it would be funny to draw pain face. But I only hurt myself with how horribly cursed the image was. As for the "flippin' sweet" Luyu decal - I was thinking about the inanity of 90s cartoon t-shirts and temporary tattoos with bizarre slogans.