the seat next to me on the airplane was empty, so i was setting down books, comics, and drawings in it. the guy across the aisle had to stare at me with a sour face for a long time when i drew this. maybe he liked it and had one of those always-sour-faces. i think that's it because this shit is cute. it's like those 60's puppy-dog drawings
makes me think of this. i didn't draw this piece of work, though i wish i had...
i went to cordoba and madrid in spain last week to go to the Animacor festival. i stayed with some friends of a friend in madrid for a few days and then drank like a person who does not need sleep very much in cordoba. probably the most fun i've had in a really long time. people there are SO cool. what they don't know is i will come back and stay on their couches very soon again.
this is me in madrid, jetlagged and wandering around galleries after drinking too many cafe solos and eating way too much jamon. i also learned the power of the long siesta to replace the fact my body wouldn't let me sleep during the night.