This giraffe has dirt on you.

Feeling the whimsy on this one

Eight months ago, I wandered into a tobacco shop in South Saint Paul to buy a new nicotine vape. I had recently started working at a Mexican restaurant my friend owned, in their kitchen prepping fruit for sale. This was during the ICE raids, and I was very conspicuous, the only gringo amongst my peers.…

It pissed rain this morning. Seemed right to draw this.

Soooo cute!

For pie time!

I’ve had more jobs than you. In the past three years alone I have: Worked in a warehouse that produced tax forms; Worked as a chemical blender and got an allergic reaction to something that made my face swollen; Packaged and shipped for a shoe company over the holidays; Landscaped and sweated for a company…

About a year ago, I severed communication with my parents. This came after a challenging autism and ADHD diagnosis that brought relief, regret, and indignation. Indignation because I can no longer mask or pretend to conform to some long-dead idea of me. I cannot be anything other than authentic around my parents, for whom an…

I didn’t draw until I got locked-up, in 2018. The prison offered an art program, and seats were hotly desired, with each cell block sending numerous requests for entry. The art instructor was a big, burly man who used to be a kicker for the Miami Dolphins. He was a very talented painter. Entry into…