The Danger of a Republic Rests in the Neglet of its Destructobots.

The king of Switzerland consoles his destructobot, fearing the strain endless neutrality and lack of destruction may have wrought on its circuits.

Bonus naked rain ink night man.

Romantic Poetries

There once was a man who looked like a bird

Whose lovers were never demurred;

When he made it an art

To speak of his heart

Though the affair was rather absurd.

The Men of the Fen: Dr. Turly P. Shouldercraft

The Skull Beast

A great, terribly passive creature, the skull beast languidly marches through the ambiguous southlands, serving as a sort of evanescent transportation for natives of the lands seeking release from the harrowing existence of having a head looking like a hadrosaur skull.
Only in the most unfortunate of circumstances do the most devious frog-folk of the most dubious territories make an appearance of disturbance to the delicate composures of the rifled ones.

Here's to grandiose dreams of future colorings.

Know Your Finches, Plan Accordingly

Being able to properly assess different obstacles and situations in the real world is an invaluable skill on the path to success, happiness, finchual recognition, and a generally more-fulfilling life.

An Academic Portrait and Reindeer

These are a couple of sketches I did during class, edited later.

A portrait of the artist as a young man incapable of properly holding Book.
Also appearing: I don't think finches are as frightening as they are in my head, Merry-Go-Round patent illustration, Squiggles.

Holy Knife, nice reindeer.

Ghost, Boat, Ghostboat

Some things I inked onto the backs of coasters for no reason other than to revel in the timeless juvenile amusement of re-combining words and giggling about what sorts of other-meanings abound.