Brett let me crash on his couch for a while when I was in a really bad place personally. Help me repay the favor by clicking the link above and pressing the LIKE button above the video.
But then last night Brett asked me to draw a poster for his ABCs of Death 2 contest entry, which you can watch here.
I did art direction and some of the special effects and my incredibly sexy hands are in it.
A doodle from a couple weeks ago at a cafe.
I don’t remember what wolves look like.
I recently ended up watching Mick Foley’s 1995 match with Terry Funk, and well, to be honest, it was one of the most compelling, and honestly kinda terrifying things I had seen in a while. Unrelentingly violent, and with a sense of a honest, desperate struggle. I ended up reading about him, and found out that he’s a genuinely great human being, and from what I can tell from interviews, other wrestling clips, and samples from his writing I’ve read, a really ernest and sweet dude.
I did this really quickly, and it’s super rough, but I really wanted to capture that aspect of him in a kinda innocent way.
Drawing this made me really happy, and I’ve been out of it a lot recently.
In the middle of an actionpacked friday of faking serious bodily injuries on people for a shoot for some friends, I got a chunk of glass lodged in my hand, after melodramatically falling over in mock exhaustion.
I managed to fuck up a pratfall bad enough that I actually hurt myself.
Another person whose name I didn’t catch. Either way, you’re all real troopers for being such good sports about this.
I’m not sure what this guy’s name is, but he was a sport.
It’s been a long day and I am covered in bruises and dirt and lotion and grease paint. And my back really hurts now.
I rarely post photos of myself, since I’m kinda uncomfortable with personal attention and try to avoid posting things that aren’t content necessarily, but hey, wouldn’t this make a really douchey album cover? Anyone wanna start an industrial band with me? Or maybe, like, really awful black metal?