I love when fat people ride scooters. The contrast in size is shocking and funny. This guy’s name is Roscoe. His street name is Big Love. He is a dedicated Broni who rides his vespa scooter to the laundromat to pickup homeless chicks. He gets disability and he woos the ladies with his designer shoes and name brand laundry detergent.
Baby titmouse perched on a wire. Tiny kawaii baby birds are my favorites. We get these little gray tufted titmice on our backyard feeders. To think — I used to shoot these cute little critters with my bb gun as a kid. The horror. Illustrator and photoshop.
This is Chad the used car salesman. He is a smarmy jerk who is a malignant narcissist and possible psychotic. He spends his time on this planet taking advantage of little old ladies selling them cars with engine problems for huge profits.
This is MC McHamburger – an 80s rapper with a ghetto blaster walking through the hood, going deaf and looking fly in his red Adidas track suit and fresh giant pristine white Adidas high tops. I love 80s urban pop culture. New York was the hippest place in the world in the 80s. It was ground zero for POP Art, Hiphop fashion and the Hiphop musical genre.
Sometimes these things turn out well. This is a skateboard deck design with a blue monster with his mouth open as he chews his food. The monster is a blue cyclops with rotten teeth eating another monster. You can see his food once had eyes.
Neil Armstrong was the first person to walk on the moon. You can spot him in the photos by the red flight commander stripes on his spacesuit. RIP Mister Armstrong. This illustration is meant to poke fun at people who believe we didn’t walk on the moon.
Kim Jong Un is running out of time. The world is about to team up on him and he is going to go out like Gaddafi — in a disturbing video on someone’s iPhone. I hope Kim is smart enough to step down. Move over CF Payne. I am getting better at these caricature things. This actually kinda looks like him.
I love Popeye. He is from the golden era of american cartoons. My grandpa served on a destroyer in the pacific and he loved popeye too. I remember his loud gravely laugh when popeye or tom and jerry would do something outrageous. I think he liked popeye because he identified with a wirey little guy standing up to a big guy. I first did this illustration around the time the uss lassen challenged the freedom of navigation rights around the artificial islands in the south china sea. Go Navy.
Have you seen this man in your dreams? Many believe that he shows up in the dreams of people who are being targeted in experiments by the CIA and MK Ultra. Thousands of people recognize him from their dreams. He is a middle aged balding man with heavy brows. He is like some sort of postmodern Rod Serling guiding them through their spooky lucent dreams.
I love Uga. He is the coolest school mascot by far. Here is the new athletic mark without the thick outlines and angrier eyes. I also gave him a meaner expression and made him look dimensional. Dogs have evolved to depend on us to survive. And part of that change is their ability to show expressions and read our expressions like a person. It is amazing how much like people they are.