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Lately I’ve been obsessed with tigers. Tigers fucking rule. All I want to do is scratch a baby tiger behind it’s ears and pet it. With that here’s a sticker I drew for a recently sent order. Unfortuantely stupid Hotmail decided to lump all of my Etsy order notifications right into the junk mail. So again I apologize to the few of you that I didn’t mail out orders to in a timely manner. I hope we can still be BFFs.

Here’s the finished product of the envelope that I mailed out to Vera Attaway.

Tools: Sharpie, Micron, Prismacolors, Le Pen, White Prismacolor Pencil, Sticker Paper & Acrylic paint on the envelope.

and now after all that non-sense, here’s pictures of tiger shit that I thought was pretty dope.

See Tigers rule everything. Even people with tiger heads. People with tiger heads is way better than people with otter heads, right Nu? Since I can’t own a tiger maybe I’ll get a cat like this. Poopster will love it!

P.S. in exactly 1 year, I’ll be getting married. I’m so excited/depressed I wanna shit. <3

When I was around 7 or 8 The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were the SHIT. Now they’re stupid bastardized versions that Nickelodeon fucked up and made all skinny and queer. But either way TMNT was dope. The trading cards were prolly the most collected things besides the toys in my circle of friends and I remember having a shitload of these things all over the house and wanted to pass on the fun. For the ones of you that have ordered comics, blow jobs or cupcake recipes from me in the past know I try and shove tons of shit into that envelope along with whatever you ordered to kinda spice up the whole experience of being let down. I used to have Garbage Pail Kids cards and sadly those have run out. So I was thinking, what else would be rad to send along with my orders, and BAM! found these gems.  Why Donatello is on every god damn package I have no clue. He wasn’t even cool, he has a stupid stick to fight with…no kid wanted to have to pretend to be Donatello…but wait where was I?

Oh yeah, these cards..right? So anyways I get them shipped to my house and my roommate and I are chilling on the couch when I open these shits up. Low and behold each package of cards comes with 5 cards, a sticker and a stick of gum. How do I know this? It says so right on the stupid Donatello package. But anyway, I decide to open a couple packs and take a gander into my childhood. The smell of the cards brings me back and my roommate and I start bullshitting about having these cards when we were kids but something in this package is package is reminding us even more of growing up…the stick of gum that’s sitting there staring us dead in the face.

That’s right—all of you who ever bought some pack of random cards remember the gum that came inside. For me, I wasn’t allowed to have gum when I was little because it would end up in the carpet, my brothers hair or washed with all the clothes in the washer. So when I got a pack of cards with gum in it I would be stoked. It was like finding gold. Well nasty ass gold at least. Because everyone knows gum that comes in packs of cards is horrid no matter how fresh it is. But gum that comes out of a 21 year old pack of cards? Wretched. What do two grown men do with a 21 year old stick of shitty gum? We dare each other to eat a piece. Holy shit I almost vomited as soon as it hit my mouth, it turned from a solid to a paste and then a liquid in a matter of seconds and the taste wouldn’t come out of my mouth for the next 4 hours even though I brushed my teeth 3 times. So the lesson I pass on to you today,

IF I SEND YOU A PACK OF THESE CARDS WITH YOUR ORDER….DONT EAT THE FUCKING GUM!!!

I’m pretty obsessed with making sure I give people the most “value” for their cash when they buy my shit at cons or online. I feel like if someone is kind enough to dump their hard earned cash on my stupid drawlings I should do a little extra to show my appreciation. I usually don’t make anything off my comics if I break down the cost/income ratio, but that’s never been the point to me. So even though I lose money doing things like putting together mix cds and printing other random shit to give people I feel it’s worth it in the long run to establish some sort of connection to the few readers I have (if only anyone read this stupid fuckin blog)

That all being said this is the line work I’m working on for the cover of the mix I’ll be throwing in the grab bags at APE. If you’re in San Francisco for it and pick up a book from me, lemme know you want the goodie bag, and be sure to specify please cause I’d hate to whip out my other goodie bag and have to clean vomit off my testicles when you see my little brain.

Ugh! All the greys and halftoning takes forever. Not because it’s hard or anything but because I’m left handed, but when I use a mouse I rock the whole right hand to point and click. There’s mos def a disconnect in the art and toning which is wy I can’t wait to get a tablet. Then I can bust shit out with my left hand prolly in like 10 seconds. Just open paint, and try to write some shit with your mouse using your opposite hand, then you’ll kinda know how I feel—but I’m way better at it than you.

Here’s some flicks of the shit I stuff into envelopes when people order books from me. I try to pack them with all kinds of extras just because I love getting things in the mail, but it rarely happens. But a lot of times when you order books from people online, they send you a shitty manilla envelope with no personal greeting, no style, just a photocopied book and if you’re lucky a little sketch on the cover.

This order was for one $5 book. I threw in a bunch of random stuff, some I bought for orders and others are just one off kinda things.

The little bible, if you remember I got as a tip from my shit job serving tables. It’s evren got a little note inside to me from the people who left it for me instead of something that I could pay my bills with.

I also threw in some little plastic farm animals, a pack of garbage pail kids cards, a B&W copy of one of my other books that I had extras of, and a mix CD of the stuff I was listening to at the moment.

I would say for $5 dollars you wouldn’t feel like you’ve been ripped off when you order something from me. At least that’s the hope and maybe that little something extra that I throw in gets you to order my next book or drop by a convention and say what’s up to me. All worth the extra hour it takes me to rock and stuff an envelope.

You know I fuck up a lot when drawing crap like this, so lemme show you one of the pages that I re-drew a few times before I got it right, well not so much got it right as finally gave up and moved on.

And here’s a short little photo tour of how I bust out some of the envelopes I send out to people. Prepare to be nauseous:

I don’t rock pencil with shit like this, so I just take my lovely red marker here and make a random shape. Usually as I’m making the random shape something will pop into my head and I’ll add on an arm, leg, giant penis or whatever may tickle your fancy.

I did all the blacks with a Copic brush pen. The Copic pens may just be my new favorite thing. They’re better than microns in that you can replace the nibs and they have refillable cartridges.

Then I take a similar red color and go over it making the shadowing in the figure and added some cute stars to boot. ahhhhh.

I thought it needed a little something extra so I found this green crappy pen that I got from god knows where, and make some swirls with random skulls in em…but still it needs more more more.

HIGHLIGHTER MUH-FUCKERS!!! Highlighter pretty much solves everything. Look how bright and pretty it is. Almost like those stupid teenagers pants in the mall. Seriously, what the fuck is up with wearing highlighter colored jeans? Fuckin morons. Anyways that’s pretty much it. It took me roughly 15 mins from beginning to end to finish this little thing here. I’ll post more of what goes into these envelopes later—or you could just find out by ordering some shit from my ETSY account. Click the link on the right under buy my shit or ctrl v and ctrl p the link below.

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