I’m experimenting with color. I think I should stick with black and white and make a coloring book instead.
A collection of skulls seems so necessary when I’m drawing. It’s so fun to draw. Can you guess the skull?
Whenever I go to the Academy of Sciences, I love looking at the armored catfish. They’re so fascinating.
I heard some froggy noises, so I followed just to find what I thought was a frog! It turned out it was a California newt.
There was an insect bbq, and I had one of these hornworms in a spring roll. I’ll say that I much prefer crickets over the caterpillars, though.
I love these long tailed grackles! They’re so elegant in my eyes.
Cheetos are good for my workouts, right? They have whey in them!
We watched some wrestling and I super love their underwear and long boots!
The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is an amazing show. Drop everything to go watch it now on Netflix.
I also love MadMen for their women’s outfits. Go costume designers!
I don’t know. I was thinking of weird vending machine items and I thought seafood would be bizarre! I wonder if it exists anywhere.
Believe in yourself.
On my road trip, I saw a dead jackrabbit and I thought, what would it be like if we left our deceased like we leave our roadkill. That’s what inspired me.
I love eating dessert excessively.After talking about a few creepy ghost stories that I’ve encountered, my friend thought it was interesting that shoes were a big part of each one. He said that in certain cultures, that would mean that the ghost was tying itself to you! How CREEPY!
I love to karaoke Journey songs. I always bring the house down with Separate Ways.Grand Budapest Hotel was an amazing movie. I just love the color scheme.Hot dogs are my favorite part of a BBQ.If there’s a burger menu in front of me and I see the ingredients “grilled onions, mushrooms, bleu cheese,” I pretty much have to order it.The best thing about Twin Peaks girls night (other than the ladies) are the doughnuts.After eating a candied dehydrated orange slice at Amber with their cauliflower bezule dish, I decided to try making it myself. Drones are fun to play with! Inspire.My friend seriously has a lion’s mane. It took her 4 hours to get touchups on her highlights and I’m pretty sure that if you braided her hair and cut it off, it could keep a ship docked. Seriously.It turns out I’m really good at hammering chickens into pots! We ended up winning lots of toys this way.I loved the dead fish cart at the Bartolotta Wynn restaurant. Jay thought I would be embarrassed by it, but I asked to see it probably four times… then asked to get a picture taken with it.
Sedona has javalina statues everywhere and a rock that looks like Snoopy!Driving around the Grand Canyon, we saw a herd of Elk. And on our drive to the Grand Canyon, I saw the cutest coyote face ever. It was all fluffy and squinty from the sun.On our way into Zion, we saw a bunch of Big Horn Sheep. There was a mama with two 2 week old babies with her.I love jumping shots, but my favorite was jumping like we were being beamed up to space by spaceships all along the ET highway.We saw a few goat films that I found pretty touching at the Grass Valley animal film festival.I also shouldn’t make the mistake of drinking Coke anytime after 3pm. I’m really not allowed to drink caffeine after noon, really. It really disrupts my sleeping. Sugar does, too! After a four hour “nap” from 10:30p-2:30a, I was up for 23 hours after.Because chickens.I saw a baby goat trip over another baby goat, then it face planted into the ground. It got up super quickly and looked around as if nothing had happened.And sometimes you just need to draw flowers.
You know you’re getting old when your car insurance goes down (yes!), but your health insurance goes up (nooooo! Age brackets!).
Sometimes you need a battle ram.
Do you love/hate first person games as much as me? Love playing, hate nauseous feeling.
It really sucks being a girl. I mean, I get cramps so major that I just feel really sore. Now pair that with a really hard without for the first time in forever. Deadlifting? Squats? Ugh!
Sometimes dating a man with a beard tells you many things about him… Mostly what he ate from the tales of food past.
And some of you may or may not know this, but I am a true San Francisco native. I even know the hand signs! Though it’s really hard to do.
Lastly, I went to a friend’s 40th birthday party! I haven’t seen her since we graduated from the animation program! Good to see her.
I had some passport pictures taken and it’s always a struggle between what you think you look like and the reality.
Then I had a dream where I didn’t feel comfortable with how my teeth were and didn’t smile.
When sitting in a coffee shop and flies are hanging out, I just think of them barfing all over everything they land on and how it’s completely disgusting.
Sometimes I forget how gross it must be for a vegan to date an omnivore… Especially when she adds extra dried shrimp and fish sauce to her salad.
The Musee Mecanique is worth checking out, especially the French execution. #spoileralert
Topics like mochi must be discussed over dinner, but when asked how do I get the consistency right, I just tell them they don’t have the magic.
When I was a kid, my dad would tell me weird stories about work… Like this time a guy in Chinatown randomly asked if he would like to buy a bottle of mice fetus wine. I asked him what it was for and he had no idea.
I just had some lobster sashimi topped with tobiko and I always think of the generations I’m murdering in my mouth and Joe delicious they are with their gentle, salty popping.
Every time I go out and do anything, I seem to always spot animals and insects. Jay says I have predatorial eyes. I saw this deer hop over a wire fence like it was nothing.
I also saw a kid in a cute bear hoodie, so I incorporated that into the drawing. Then I had this dream of my old pet rat, Porkbun, and that some random factory worker found his parents by ways of DNA testing. He told me that I should take care of them, even though the mother was mummified and the father was really fat. I then panicked, wondering when I fed Porkbun last and hoped he wasn’t dead, either. (He’s been dead for over ten years.)