Where did you bobos come from? Gee gosh thenks for watchin all of yous guys.

Howie zowie wowie, it looks like I've gone and updated my commission info using this super neato addition graciosuly presented to us by this site's designers. Golly they sure are swell.

Anyway, I have to start working for tuition money in order to pay for a master's program so if anyone wants to help educate me and get some art to satisfy their weird desires then head on over to the commission info tab on my profile and hit me up!

There are probably some things I left out regarding what I can do for you so don't hesitate to ask if there's something you're after.

He was faaaaaaat and nuuuuuuude

Man, I haven't used white conté in years.

Also, I don't know what in the fuck he's supposed to be sitting on.

and now my thighs are stained blue. What the hell.

I'm just curious if anyone would be interested in joining me for a sculpture stream some time soon. See, I've got this chunk of soapstone that's been sitting around for months and I figure that having people staring intently and judging my every move like a bunch of haughty vultures might motivate me to finish what I have in mind for it.

What is that, some kind of landmark, or something? I don't know. Anyway, thanks guys. It's good to know that some folks out there like the stuff I produce in some capacity.

Our cherry tomato plant is eating our patio. That's one plant. Like, look at that fucking thing. Is it supposed to do that? I have no idea.

That ought to be fun.

It's quite simple really; nicotine patches are the obvious cure. Just stick them over your eyes and, hey presto, you can't find your cigarettes.