here are three small drawings about my life. 1. i live in a tent with electricity. 2. eleanor and i run into the ocean at night and sometimes it feels like ghost pirates are near. 3. i took a ferry boat into some fog.

this night was really good, that joke was really funny. sometimes i don't have good words for this.

i drew this crowd of people with warpaint on and then realized that they look like some clan of alien comic book hipsters. sorry!

an oft overlooked fact.

the moon landing was a conspiracy, i still think. AND how do candles stay lit? the world is magical.

i didn't eat sugar for some time, eleanor was very supportive. and the days have been windy.

liz and eleanor and i smeared the muddy sand on our bodies when we went skinny dipping. it was weird. it felt nice.

i went to maine AND i am a crazy person.

mall draw happened a lot this summer. this session features a woman named thralk. i think.

i had this dream, about this lady, who had planks tied to her arms. and then, in maine, one cat got into a basket and the other cat punched it a lot. they belonged to chris.

i hope that it is true what i have drawn-that the ghosts of my extended family hovered over me holding hands while i stayed in an old mansion this summer.

we have been going to the food court and drawing. well. mostly we are making assumptions about people and also making fun of people.

a list of my dependencies lately.

small cousin jack's first experience with fireworks. scary.

man, i just tried for a long time to figure out the code to make a rollover ouse image but i can't do it. it's too nice outside to think hard about backslashes and hrefs. this is a page in my sketchbook which has a very risque flipup. also a quote from anna karenina. cute.

i drew these mermaids in maine. the thing is, i am actually jealous of that lady mermaid i drew because 1.) i wish i was a mermaid and 2.) her merman is pretty much my dream man, including the fins.

i was complaining about having nothing i wanted to draw for a few days, and jesse suggested we watch a civil war documentary and pause it when they showed an interesting photo and draw that historical figure. we did, it was the best. it also lead to me learning all of the presidents of the us, in order. someone, somewhere, is impressed.

that road exists, but i did not lie on it. at least, not physically.

the top part is the view from the porch that i am sitting on RIGHT NOW as i update this. and some ramshackle lights we put up. the second part is a document of the worst day my dog has ever had. let me tell you about it, quickly.
i tied linus up at coffee exchange as per usual, just looping his leash around a chair. i went in to get a coffee, and some guy ran in after me and said, "your dog ran away!" and i said, "with the chair?" and the man said, "yes. and a table." linus had gotten spooked, and ran, taking the chair, entangling a table, knocking down trashcans, spearing a trashbag and dragging it, and knocking down all the outdoor furniture in his path, until he got hooked around a lamppost. shivering. also, it was raining. he's forgotten about it now, but i have not.

eleanor and i moved into a big old house by the water, as i've said. there is a huge sweet garden plot here, and we (well, mostly eleanor and jesse) are growing tons of stuff. before we could grow, we had to pull out all the overgrown weeds that have been taking over this entire property for decades, probably. we decided to forgo garden tools and use our hands. best.