...i really can't. my eyes fee like they're peeled grapes.

further doodles...

the house is sort of together. pictures soon, i promise. my days feel sort of strung out and compressed, all at once... one of the less obvious downsides to not making any money off one's art (yet... yet!) is that i'm constantly brainstorming artistic pursuits, things i could make, etc. that MIGHT make money. this may sound like a good thing, but really it mostly seems to equal distraction, being overwhelmed and guilt at not achieving or pursuing everything. SHUT UP! SHUT UP AND PAINT, FOOL!

ahem...

anyway, here's a shoe. I've given up on trying to do as many of these for now... eating too much time. clearly i may have commitment issues. anyway, more doodles for your titillation coming up, one way or another.

hot.

...it's true.

angst and doodling

drawing and self-mockery as therapy...yes.

why, hipsters, why?

because i'm playing hooky from work today...

because i'm having a hard time focusing...

because free-range hipsters have overtaken the city...

just because...