Monday, November 30, 2009

strike force 1

From the early Eighties...

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

empty slots

"The judge looked about him. He was sat before the fire naked save for his breeches and his hands rested palm down upon his knees. His eyes were empty slots. None among the company harbored any notion as to what this attitude implied, yet so like an icon was he in his sitting that they grew cautious and spoke with circumspection among themselves as if they would not waken something that had better been left sleeping."

chapter XI, Blood Meridian

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Thursday, November 12, 2009


Old sketch of my childhood dog, Spot:

Tuesday, November 10, 2009


There was a time when I had one cat and no kids. Now I have three cats and three kids.

That's this decade for you.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

childhood terrors, part 3

In my grandparents' guest room, which was way down at the end of a dark hall in their house, there was a print of this painting of Pope Innocent X by Diego Velazquez hanging on the wall opposite the bed:

Everytime I stayed over at my grandparents I had to sleep in that room and try not to look at that Pope.