that guy, in coffeeshops, writing a book.

I'm hurling these ideas around right now for a book called Rememberlands that I'm soon going to shamelessly hurl at Scholasitc's Graphix imprint. It also may have found its way, expensively, in the mail to Pixar.

That is a spring-loaded VW Bug, yes. I'm calling it the VW "Hopper" and you can't stop me. Unless you are Volkswagen.

Falling Out of Cars with Boys

Five guys, one house, no money. It's a story many of us are familiar with, and by "us," I clearly mean "aspiring artists." The Leftovers is a rip-rollicking tale of love, loss and the unmarked crap you find in styrafoam containers in the back of your fridge.

These are a few of the pages. Pencilled inked and toned by yours truly, unless you have a problem with it, in which case the inker TOTALLY killed my pages, man.

I split a lot of my time between graphic novelling (heretofore referred to as "Granoveling") and sculpting and finding things to eat, so work on this has been touch and go. However, it will eventually have its own site.