I’ve been missing in action for a couple of weeks! Hectic times! Lots of drawings and other new exciting but busy developments.
I did finally get a chance to finish up my contribution to the Pokémon Battle Royale show at the Light Grey Art Lab Gallery in Minneapolis MN! I was asked to draw Team Rocket, and I couldn’t be more pleased with the selection. Prepare for trouble etc.
Information on the show here: http://pokemonbattleroyale.blogspot.com/
Participating artists here: http://pokemonbattleroyale.blogspot.com/p/participants.html
Lots of cool folks have done lots of cool stuff! Check out the opening on April 20th if you’re in the area!
I will reblog this every time I see it.
no fucking excuses for this shit
This makes me feel so angry.
this is worth another reblog
what pisses me off is that people only care about gay men, never gay women. if this story was about two gay guys it would have way more notes —’
Me and my favorite dog, Romeo. He’s such a neurotic, bulimic, socially dumb, scaredy cat. We rescued him when he was being passed from house to house because no one could deal with his issues and gave him a loving home. When we first got him, you could feel his ribs and he was beyond depressed. Now, he is going on 12 years and he acts like he is 6, he plays sometimes, he will snuggle up and nuzzle, his favorite thing is car rides, but even better is when he sees my boyfriend walk through the door. He still has fears, like when he knows we are leaving, he gets a little freaked out. When the phone rings, he runs downstairs to his safe place or upstairs to his other safe place. My mom has even moved a doggy bed into her office because he loves to just sit and watch you and be near you. So many things make him who he is and I make sure I tell him that I love him every day, even more so since Spunky died.
I love romeo.