i threw up when i was at my grandparents house. this isn't a metaphor. but, i mean, i didn't throw up a ton of tiny fish, so maybe it is. oh, okkkay. fine. it is. but i really did throw up while i was visiting my grandparents.
I make paintings and drawings and scratchings and sewings, and cakes and cards and books and comics.
Here is a peek into my sketchbooks, which are carried with me at all times.
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