Miami Has landed on the sun. Or the floor REALLY is Lava. Or, someone set the outside to FLAME THROWER…

IT’S HOT.

Everyday I walk outside and go WTF and get the day going, because I’m getting old and we repeat ourselves to make sure we are on the plane of the living.

Top image is of the new SEXUALLY TRANSMITTED DEMONS minicomic I hope to make soon for FCBD.

But here is a bunch of 2019 sketches:

High Lights form the 2019 Sketchbook… I possibly posted these before

But here is something to prove I’m alive.

I have a bunch of stuff happening but I’m still trying to make sense of it, so I will not expose you to the madness… yet.

Soon though.