undersea attraction

i'm in a band that only plays in underwater volcanoes.
i'm in a van that only drives at night with all the windows rolled down.
(turn page)

cover your torso in fine linens

megapostmonday!
shirt for vetiver in GQ.
weird!

thursday

wild life

nature


options at goettafest 2009


alien contact


explode yr mind

tina

children's hour

scenes from the "children's art room" of a midwestern contemporary art mueum:


yes! it IS me!


dude, is this really appropriate? drawn by a brooding teen or a misguided parent? somehow this seems like a heavy metal version of an old chris johanson painting in the best possible sense.


nice one


this dude needs to start a blog.

on another note, this room was by far the best part of the museum. what i saw that day on the other floors made me sad about art and the art world machine. what a bummer. i need a human touch, man!

posi traction

blast from the past shirt now available over at the shoppe:


front left pocket area but there's no pocket


back

poached

i stole this off of the internet as proof of continued international domination in the realm of t-shirts with smoothed-out cat-people on them. it looks like the inaugural windsurf tour of japan was a success!

get harmonious

i meant to say "cosmic'

also:


what it would look like if you're weren't a total wimp and got this tattooed on yourself. your grandchildren will think you are awesome.

comic america

ssssun

low view


wrinkle in time

let me in

sic

i am getting ready for a show in august.
meaning i have not even started yet.
august > oakland > yes!

activity league

also:
yong-ki posted some photos of the "thing" over at the always amazing solitary arts. thanks, dude!

also also:
get well soon, chris knox!

the aesthetic of early summer (2009)

replacement sleepers (they sleep so you don't have to)


color travel


catwear (porky pigging)

album cover

everything old is new again

old flyers for my old band that lives. i am feeling sentimental.


coconut is my favorite san francisco band and one time they played with us at the stork club in oakland and spun cymbals on the ground. i think i was wearing a headband.


ian said we were a "drug band" after this show, which was way better than that time someone told us we sounded like bright eyes.


r.i.p. ivy room


the best show we ever played and it was big sur and we played the nude beach song. long live birds.

space station

the daily practice of doing a drawing while drinking coffee before checking emails or dealing with the day is saving my soul.
"a mouse must stack his cheese."
- ole snap

get well soon

business idea for when i'm an old man #8

stray cat strut

the lateness of the hour

let's:
-quit our jobs
-build a house
-get busy
-start jogging

nothing can stop us

never not

the mayor of brown town etc

suburban homes

cash money millionaire


pug plant


you're never too old for a style-master straight-leg toothpick in the afternoon heat

nature

sighting reported

pebbles from heaven

this is a drawing that will be in a show in july. a poem about touching your face.


also it hailed here yesterday


i guess this is what the end of the world will look like. about a half hour before it was 85 degrees and sunny.