Future birfday! And a chilling reminder that chimpanzees will maim you and everyone you’ve ever loved. Apparently, in the far-flung future, I will be morbidly obese somehow.
Anyway… I was gone for a little while. And now I’m back. Hi!
Finally, the last of my many gift paintings. This one is for my old roommate Patrick, a cautionary tale about the dangers of space travel. Whew. Not a bad result for a couple weeks of work!
For Adam, Matt, and Liz: a dinosaur playing Rock Band. That game makes everybody feel a little less extinct.Also, happy birthday to myself.
My friend Alexis enjoys the horrible, awful trashiness of the horrible Dr. Phil and his horrible wife Robin (who, to me, looks like an even more grotesque version of Darla from Buffy the Vampire Slayer). I hope she enjoyed her special holiday painting!
Kyle got this holiday painting of Lion-O from the Thundercats. It reveals a horrible truth that the show never had the guts to unveil to us kids. Click for a better look.
Shadow Weaver, another villainous character on the old He-Man/She-Ra cartoons, takes a day off from her treacherous sorcery. And, yes, like the previous painting I’ve taken the silly portrayal of females on Saturday morning cartoons to its most absurd extrapolation. I gave this holiday painting to my friend Jonny. Click for the big version!
In this followup to the previous painting, Evil-Lyn (Skeletor’s right hand lady and enemy of He-Man) busies herself around Snake Mountain in this holiday painting I made for my best buddy Shawn. And yes, I’m taking the sexist portrayals of women on Saturday morning cartoons to its most ridiculous extreme.
For my friend Hutch’s holiday painting: proof that even Skeletor, Master of Evil, cannot avoid the charms of the horrible Fluffy Army. Also, welcome to 2009!
For my younger sister’s Christmas painting, a chilling vision of her cat and cake filled future!
I nicknamed my cousin Sarah, for reasons that remain inscrutable and obscure, The Golden Bear. This painting I gave her for Christmas immortalizes that glorious mane of hair, those blood-caked claws, that salmon-tainted breath! Fear the Golden Bear!
