Another day...

What's up with my Maxx-Sized BIG-FEET-With-Bolts-&-Organic-Texture stuff i keep drawing?

I do it with Legs too.

But at least i gave the Magic Twout ... tiny feet.

Nola mutations

 I've struggled with this one for over a decade.

It's morphed into so many incarnations, combination written word novel, then a wordless comic book, then a stage-play with a few panels decorating the dialogue. But what's cool thing about where i am in my professional life, is i have pretty much total creative freedom (aka: just enough creative rope to hang myself)..

But, outside the risk of pretentiousness or indulgence, this project has the freedom to become Any, or All of these formats.

Maybe it's not 'creative freedom' so much as the publisher's know something this non mainstream probably won't make a nickel.

Which is itself, a very freeing thing. 

Someday John and I will give everybody a heart attack and actually...

... *finish* this sucker.

When he's not wearing his blue cape...

Uncle Artie often wore yellow.

Unfinished hand

early artwork.

dunno why i stopped at the hand.