Captain Egg
At the beginning of a flight to Florida last year, the flight attendant announces our pilot's name, Captain Egg. This is what I pictured him to look like.
Shooting the Bird Shit
"The good doctor can't be wrong... why else would he have us drink and smoke?"
Communism is Not Dead... Yet
This is a test for some future project ideas I have on the subject.
Fish to NYC and Back
For anyone that knows me very well, they know that I love the underwater world. My father, Richard, had me certified at the age of 15 and I have been scuba diving ever since. The world underwater is so beautiful, colorful and bizarre. It is a great experience to be able to breath underwater and take it all in for long periods at a time. I have a very close relationship with my father, and many of my pieces deal with this subject matter. This was done with a brush pen and a box of 64 crayons on my plane ride to and back from NYC in the winter of 2004.
