This is my next offering from the the linear art department. Hope you like it.


The End.
I’ve been drawing comics since I could hold a pencil. I maintain a few web comics, including impossiblydelicatethreadsofsleep.com. I like to do short single panels and small comics on my blog, too.
This is my next offering from the the linear art department. Hope you like it.


The End.
I had a good day drawing on the train today. I came up with a handful of linear stories, starting with this one.

To celebrate the relaunch of this web site (and my new layout), I’m posting pages from a comic I’m working on. I’m drawing it on pages from a water treatment handbook – which I think is very appropriate. As is the water color.









Also – I’m submitting these pages for this week’s Illustration Friday prompt, “adapt.” Our man in the story is doing just that, as a lot of people are during this great recession we are having.

It’s hard to believe that it’s been just over a year since I “had a little work done.”
I called the hospital to see where they buried my little buddy “Ed,” as I thought it would be nice to put a little wreath on his grave. Apparently, they don’t actually do that anymore.
In lieu of flowers, please just send money. Hurry.
The second comic from my little press involves snippets of a conversation overheard in a hospital waiting room. Everything in the following book was indeed said. More or less.
FOOTNOTE: A few years ago, I published an anonymous newsletter entitled “The Egregious Linoleum Jerk.” I did small, targeted mailings and I left them around Baltimore. I produced issues when I could cobble together enough prose, ideas and photos to fill 8-10 legal sized pages. It was really fun. So, there’s my confession – if you received one, and you didn’t know who sent it – it was me.