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.
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.
But there really weren’t sweet dreams. There were sweets…
Which I devoured with my cousins and sister…
And there was a crazy dream with a hawkmoth burrowing itself into my finger – creating a giant, infected, bloated hole.
Every day I’m documenting a drawing diary of interesting events of the day. I decided this was the easiest way for me to draw every day without thinking too hard about what I was going to draw. Hopefully I’ll be able to post every day on here, but if you don’t see it, it’s best to catch me on instagram.
January six. I saw a guy in fidi wearing a suit at Starbucks. He looked pretty nervous and he was shifting papers everywhere. He left a manila envelope full of rolled up papers on the counter and left. Another man walked in and sat down by the papers and hung out with them, guarding them. I wonder what that was about.
January 5. I was working on set design and went into the office pretty hungry. Decided to be bad and had McDonald’s breakfast. Sitting at the drive-thru, I saw movement from the corner of my eyes. There were mice running back and forth! I definitely had mixed feelings about it.
January 4. All the rabbits. I didn’t realize how many bunny things I had!
January 3. Brawl at the mall. Two old guys fought each other but only one landed a punch and gave the other one a black eye.
January 2. Window shopping and glasses shopping. Then watched the interview.
January 1. Happy New Year, everybody!