Eat your heart out, Maynard G. Krebs…

My roommate Andy recently purchased a set of bongo drums.
Last night, I decided to decorate them.

Last Dreams of La Mancha

Marginal Talent

The fact that I never throw anything away is both a blessing and a curse. I recently came across a large stack of old notebooks spanning the length of my high school/college career. As I leafed through the pages, marveling at how little I really remember about parabolic graphs and the Hawley-Smoot tariff, I was struck by the voluminous number of doodles in the margins. Perhaps there is a correlation. In any case, I thought it would be interesting to compile the scribbles. Here is a selection, roughly 7 years’ worth, in no particular order.

Steel Magnolias and Plastic Explosives

Cadaver Arcade

I walked into a pinball hall.

Pinball Wizards crouched by each machine.

Every fixture was hollowed out, gutted, and filled with fresh cadavers half-submerged in baths of formaldehyde.

Press “tilt” and work the flippers, their arms and legs flail, seemingly of their own volition.

And, oh god…

The smell.

Gilgamesh

An ancient squid is held captive by an evil ink mogul with no hope of escape. The title obliquely refers to the Sumerian epic of the same name.

This animation is sort of a baby-step towards a larger project I hope to do in the future, based on a story written by Justin Michael and myself.

The trouble with the world is that it’s always one drink behind…

Sometimes I wish I was Bogart.

Writer’s Block

Here’s a short stop-motion movie I made last fall. Hope you enjoy!