Excuses, Excuses.

Why haven’t I posted in so long? Well. I thought of a few excuses, off the top of my head. But then I decided to go with the truth. I was threatened, by gangsters. My work makes The Boss’s daughter

Excuses, Excuses.

Why haven’t I posted in so long? Well. I thought of a few excuses, off the top of my head. But then I decided to go with the truth. I was threatened, by gangsters. My work makes The Boss’s daughter

The Happy Prince.

Two frames I illustrated from the story ‘The Happy Prince’ by Oscar Wilde. I loved the imagery in the first one, which is why I decided to draw it. And the second one, eh. My human figures suck. I’ve used a

The Happy Prince.

Two frames I illustrated from the story ‘The Happy Prince’ by Oscar Wilde. I loved the imagery in the first one, which is why I decided to draw it. And the second one, eh. My human figures suck. I’ve used a

The Ghosts of Sketches Past.

Some old sketchbook stuff. Which isn’t all that awesome.

The Ghosts of Sketches Past.

Some old sketchbook stuff. Which isn’t all that awesome.

The Stuff of Dreams.

  First Photography course, we used an old school manual SLR. The subject was ‘Dreams’ – not the easiest topic for a beginner. How do you capture dreams? But I tried, and here are some of my favorite photographs. I

The Stuff of Dreams.

  First Photography course, we used an old school manual SLR. The subject was ‘Dreams’ – not the easiest topic for a beginner. How do you capture dreams? But I tried, and here are some of my favorite photographs. I

Musical me.

Another self portrait, well sort of. It was an assignment in which I was asked to make a typographic portrait of myself, using a word that describes me. So I asked around, and picked the word I liked best –

Musical me.

Another self portrait, well sort of. It was an assignment in which I was asked to make a typographic portrait of myself, using a word that describes me. So I asked around, and picked the word I liked best –

The Enchanted Fauvist.

Once upon a time there was a man named Henri Matisse, and colors were his world. He was born in the late 1800s, and believed in colorful artistic expression and painterly qualities over the (boring) realistic representations of the Impressionists.

The Enchanted Fauvist.

Once upon a time there was a man named Henri Matisse, and colors were his world. He was born in the late 1800s, and believed in colorful artistic expression and painterly qualities over the (boring) realistic representations of the Impressionists.

Franklin my dear, I don’t give a Gothic.

At the end of our first typography course, after studying all about typefaces and terminology, I was given a typeface at random and asked to research on it – then compile all that research into a small publication of my

Franklin my dear, I don’t give a Gothic.

At the end of our first typography course, after studying all about typefaces and terminology, I was given a typeface at random and asked to research on it – then compile all that research into a small publication of my