Fish and Skull

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?

Random things

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.

Daggers in my eyes

Whenever I’m too full, (I’m the worst with portion control) I imagine a party in my stomach.

I’ll use anything at hand to shade me from the sharp sting of the sun in my eyes.

Don’t you hate it when you get the smallest speck of dust between your eye and contact? How is it possible to feel like the pain of thousand daggers and the fiery burn of a dragon’s breath in your eyes? Only those that wear contacts will know this pain.

Catching up

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.