I will hopefully be reading a highly personal comic that I've been working on for two years at MOCCA on Saturday at 5:15, but I might just have too much to do before and I'll have to read old stuff, which won't be old to you so it doesn't matter, it would just be so perfect if I could get this thing wrapped up...Carousel is at 5:15. I'll be reading with the 16th funniest man in NYC, Michael Kupperman, Domitille Collardey, Shannon Wheeler, Leslie Stein and of course, R. Sikoryak.
I wrote this in the morning. Now I am overwhelmed by the anticlimactic-ness of it all.
Sometimes you want a challenge, like illustrating a list of statistics about how women are unfairly represented in the workforce. But this stuff needs to be said, so I did it. Anne Elizabeth Moore led the way and I did the drawings. I love the results! Here are just the drawings. And here's the link on truthout.com to the comic we did... http://truth-out.org/news/item/8419-what-we-do-a-comic-about-women-in-the-labor-force
...I wanted to update my website with something. So here are some miscellaneous mom drawings of late. I have a couple neat freelance projects that I will be sharing soon...
Lucretia was an ace student in my "Design and Build Comics" class at SVA. She has some killer watercolor skills don'tcha think? Her comics are also very amusing. She is a star. Graduating this spring. Hire her. Check the rest of her square comics out at Student Corner...
I recently went back to look at a comic I did in the year 2000, before cell phones and the internet were one, and these devices were not ever present in our lives. And there was no "social media" yet.
There are no original ideas in this comic, it's not that good. What strikes me, however, is how benign I thought the portable internet would be, and how much worse it really is now. There's no prediction of how we're being spied on, or marketed to or stolen from.
Recently I redid this comic to bring it up to date. Maybe I'll update it again in another 10 years and it'll download directly into your brains.
The joke machine named Karen Sneider helped me write this one.
The other day I was trying to do something else, and this just poured out. It seems to be my entire religious world view as of today. Or maybe it's a fictional version of myself's world view? 
I invite questions and debate. I am going to make a comic out of this and post the progress as I go.
For about a year, I've been working on a four-page comic about what it's like to have a kid and try to be an artist at the same time. I've drawn and redrawn it countless times because I really want it to speak the truth. I've got so much stuff that got scrapped along the way. They kind of make their own comics. Here are two examples...
and...
Five minutes after this guy left, I had almost the identical conversation with someone else.
Tim and I went to The Met to see Infinite Jest: Caricature and Satire from Leonardo to Levine. I loved looking at all the drawings of people with bug bodies. I saw a defecating bottom wearing glasses and learned that is was a symbol of ignorance. Look at this Daumier! And this Hirschfeld and this Rowlandson... reminds me of James Ensor! And check out the show... it's ending March 4th. Tim and I found ourselves in front of Hogarth's Characters and Caricaturas...
The first thing that I thought when I saw Hogarth's hatchy and wobbly but assuredly lithe line was how much he's influenced Crumb. It is as if Hogarth is still breathing through Crumb's drawings. Then Tim looked at the bottom of the print and said, "That guy is right out of the '60's" and it's true, Hogarth does seem to have drawn a belligerent hippie in the bottom right hand corner of the page. I stood there transfixed. Was Hogarth sending a secret message to Crumb in the future? Or maybe Crumb traveled back 200 years and made a cameo in Hogarth's picture? Hmmm....
The other day, as one of my "get rich quick" schemes, I thought I would suddenly become a New Yorker Cartoonist. Which is a pipe dream that I've never really had, but suddenly I was consumed with the idea. What follows are three comics that are completely inappropriate for the New Yorker. 
Thursday and Friday's events were wonderful, everyone! Thanks so much for coming out to Union Hall and The Rubin Museum for my introduction to Lost Horizon. Both times I left early to get back to Jersey, and also because there is a nasty cold going around my house right now that I think I have but maybe don't. The Rubin Museum is totally amazing if anyone hasn't been there. A whole place dedicated to Himalayan art, full of stylish people. They have a great events series (I'm obviously biased.) But it seems like an oasis and if you want something to do on a cold winter day, that's the place to go.
Tonight I'll be at the Rubin Museum, introducing Lost Horizon at 9:30 pm. 150 W. 17 St., NYC And here's this week's comic....
Tomorrow I will be performing some comics with R. Sikoryak, Jason Little, and bands, The Walking Hellos, Pretendo, and Overlord at Union Hall at 8 pm.
Hi. I just came back from vacation. I am still recovering. I visited the oval office at night, saw some amazing comics at Warren Bernard's house, climbed around in a giant ant hill, tried a new latke recipe, spent three days with two sets of toddler twins, and ate and ate. And the real question is, who gives a shit?
Here's a piece from my sketchbook drawn last night: 
I went to see the Bad Plus at The Village Vanguard with Tim for a romantic date! It was wonderful how I got so much work done, drawing the entire time I was listening to the sublime music. Then we deposited our checks at a nearby bank and made the responsible train! It's our seventh date without our daughter in two years and three months, but who's counting?
Karen Sneider helped me make all of these in a heavy craft session. 