Party Lady

party lady

Party lady wants to party. Tis the season.



I took a three hour "nap" in the evening and now I'm up way too late.
I spent my excess late night energy going down an internet wormhole. It all started by me remembering the Disney Paul Bunyan short from when I was a kid and looking up the youtube video.

It had the song I remembered and the look I remembered but I didn't remember the awesome backgrounds. So I looked up who did those and it was Eyvind Earle, who has a lot of great stuff (some here). So seeing his stuff I got inspired but it's late and I'm in bed so I only have my computer and here is the resulting late night doodling.

Birds of War

Drummer Bird from Birds of War
Bald Eagle Guitar Player from Birds of War
Robot Bird Singer from Birds of War
My fake cartoon robot motley crue/gwar type metal band for a final project at school.

The Owl and the Pussycat

Illustration based on the poem "The Owl and the Pussycat" by Edward Lear. Done with nibs and watercolor for me mum.

Poster for We Say Bang, French Letters and the Fix Its at the Sunset Tavern

We Say Bang, French Letters, the Fix Its at the Sunset Tavern January 8

I hung out with my friend Matthew Banthan (I'm Matt) from school and we ended up collaborating on a poster in a couple hours. He did the drawings, color picking and half the letters and I did the other letters and some laying out. Plus, Matthew's dog Leon looks like this:

A good time was had by all.

Mr. Corndog

On 11/27/11 I wrote: "A friend asked me to draw out and design a Christmas card which showed her and her husband's wild ride from Asheville, NC to Seattle, and all the stuff in between, in the style of the Family Circus and it's famous dotted line gag and here's is the result,". Obviously at the time I needed more sleep before attempting to write sentences. I was in the midst of a grind at school, that felt like a 12 round fight and only today am I emerging victorious albeit fighting the onset of the "vacation just starting" cold. Now I will have two weeks to devote to my craft, my art, my calling, if you will. I can set aside academic excercises and wholly focus my energy, like a beam, upon the job at hand: planning, producing, crafting, and honing art that is poignant, timeless and full of meaning and depth.

Mr. Corndog Loves You

Sight Flight

This was for a school project where we needed to illustrate "sight" within a one minute time frame. We thought it was best illustrated through a the story of a teleporting owl. We had a lot of fun.

Owl - Dena Hampton and Mandy Price

Editing - Matt Nyce

Cinematography - Kendra Stevens

Song is "Not Right" by White Car (which I do not own)

Birthday Card for Carlos

More cards! CARDS CARDS CARDS! Birthday card for the Carlos Lopez. Check out his videos!

Family Circus Parody Christmas Card for Cara


A friend asked me to draw out and design a Christmas card which showed her and her husband's wild ride from Asheville, NC to Seattle, and all the stuff in between, in the style of the Family Circus and it's famous dotted line gag and here's is the result.

Bil Keane, the creator of Family Circus, has already passed away as of last month, which is a refreshing change from my usual pattern of drawing someone BEFORE they [die [fingers crossed((justkidding)notreally)]]. I think that last part is a math joke.

Consignment New Low Cover

Cover for my band consignment's new record on GGNZLA, entitled New Low. You can buy it here. You should buy it here.

The lady on the cover is from a flyer I did about 5 years ago for an old band. I made the flyer my usual way at the time, of going to the Kinkos, grabbing a newspaper on the way and then digging through the paper to find an image I could mess with and make something of. This picture, of this extremely happy lady, I found in the obits section. And now here she lives on not just on our old poster but on our CD. Some may find this distasteful but I could only hope for such an honor. I think it's pretty neat.

You can buy our cd here


No Glove No Love

This is from a doodle that me and classmate/friend Jacky did in class. I drew the head, Jacky the body, and then I redrew it on better paper with a better pen.

Brain and Time

Illustration for school assignment for article by Burkhard Bilger on David Eagleman's study of time and your brain's relation to it found here:

As always, click em to make big em.

Owl Mask

My wife asked me if I would make her an Owl mask for her Halloween costume and here are the results. I drew this picture out of paper mache, spray paint and chicken wire, using my hands as a kind of pencil to shape the lines into forms. It turned out much more 3D than my usual drawing efforts.

Gropey Bird

Gropey Bird

Another drawing for class, this one for a color assignment. I was looking at a picture of a bird landing on a tree but without a tree this bird looks like it is getting a little "fresh". The drawing of his claws doesn't help.

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween to you and yours and may all your Halloween wishes come true! e.g. enemies smoten, curses received, razorblades in apples swallowed etc.

Gross Dude Misses You

gross dude

My attempt at the grossest dude. Drawn for the mysterious back cover of the Thunder Buffalo record, wherever it may roam... Until then, here it be.



Right now digital drawing takes me about 10x longer than regular drawing, and as I spent all my time on this today, I am posting another school assignment. This is the first wholly digital picture that I have posted on here and also probably the cutest. I was supposed to draw a rocketship blasting off towards the moon but I felt there are only so many ways to draw a rockertship with my ability in Adobe Illustrator so I changed it into an octopus. If you are wondering why there are only 6 arms it is because the other 2 are hidden behind the arms you see. If you are wondering if that is a lie and the truth is that 8 arms just looks weird, then you are correct.

The Bar at Mama's Mexican Kitchen, Seattle, WA

The Bar at Mama's Mexican Kitchen, Seattle, WA

A sketch of "the Bar" Mama's Mexican Kitchen. I'm not sure if that is what it is really called but there's a sign on the bar that says "bar" so I am going to go with that until I hear any different.

Bike Room

Bike Room

Positive/Negative space drawing for school assignment. This is 18 x 24 inches and too big to scan so I had to take a picture. I feel like am breaking a rule putting this up.

Comet Tavern, Seattle, WA

Comet Tavern, Seattle, WA

The Comet Tavern. A very old bar, or a tavern, but they serve liquor, so, that's a bar right? Built around 1904 or 1917 or there abouts on Capitol Hill in Seattle. It used to be a hardware store or something on the east side of the space and something or another, maybe a bar, on the otherside. I read about the history of the space in this here article quite a while ago but can't remember now. I do remember that the article has some neat historical pictures if you are into that sort of thing. Having been two spaces does explain the weird layout of the place and just the general lack of flow in the floor design, which you will understand if you ever go there. I do remember that when the two sides were separated, where the sound booth is used to be a picture window and the whole space used to be built up much higher off of the street, until they redid the streets.

If you ever travel to Seattle, and the Comet is on your itinerary, be sure to take a look at the ceiling. I believe they still have a genuine piece of the old Kingdome ceiling, which used to fall quite frequently near the last years of our beloved concrete dome stadium, tacked up there. The piece of ceiling may be signed by Mr. Mariner Alvin Davis, or may be signed by an old regular drunk or the thing might be gone by now. I can't remember.

Upstairs of the Comet are what look to be old apartments but now are just boarded up weirdness and have been that way for as long as I have been around. I've always imagine all sorts of crazy occurring up there and despite my best efforts have yet to find anyone who has been up there or can give me an answer about what is going on up there. Maybe it contains the worst time ever. That's what it looks like.

In conclusion, here is a drawing of the Comet Tavern, a very old bar.



I have this conversation quite often and I feel like the guy in the last panel except aware I don't have cool guy hair. No one sees my hair and goes "Oh wow! She is good!

Andy Rooney

Andy Rooney

This week Andy Rooney announced that his last broadcast as part of 60 minutes will be on Sunday, as he is retiring. Rooney has had a feature "story" each week, for a very long time, where they let him talk about anything. Literally anything. Here is a good one where Rooney ponders about President Obama's desk. Here is one where he talks about how he likes staying at home. And here is one where he muses at the amount of different kitchen gadgets he has in his home. If you have never watched a Rooney story, you are in for treat.

I've have heard people complain about Rooney but I've always enjoyed his thoughts. Not liking Rooney makes no sense; no one quite has a view like a 92 year old man. The whole world changed around him, and maybe more drastically than has ever happened before over the course of one guy's lifetime, so of course everything around him seems weird and something to complain about. If I am fortunate enough to reach 92 years old, and I am seeing my grandkids downloading human history into their brain, and I am fighting robots for gasoline, I imagine I will be filled with the same type of wonderment, confusion and distaste at the world around me as Mr. Rooney.



Growing up in Eastern Washington I remember how a whole bunch of grasshoppers would jump around when I would go a walking through open fields. If you could catch one that was really an accomplishment. They're pretty rad creatures and you get less stings than when catching bees.

Jacuzzi Boys Flyer

Jacuzzi Boys Flyer

Flyer for the Jacuzzi Boys show at the Funhouse next week. Also playing is TV Ghost, Love Tan and the Apollos.

R. Stevie Moore

R. Stevie Moore

I saw R. Stevie Moore a couple weeks ago at the Vera Project Seattle and it was one of the best shows I've seen in the last couple of years. I haven't listened to his music much but I have a friend who really, really likes him, and who is always so excited when he talks about him, that I decided to go. I imagined that at the very least the show would be weird. Weird not just because RSM seems to be a different kind of dude, but weird in that he has recorded something like 1000 albums himself in his basement and yet, at the age of 59, this would be his first ever tour. Touring almost broke my brain a couple times when I went in my 20s so I can't imagine going on my first tour as someone who is near my dad's age.

He was scheduled in town early and so my friend, who really, really likes him threw a welcome BBQ and extended an invite for him and his band. RSM showed up and hung around and was real nice and in the process of enjoying the BBQ he took off one of his layers of shirts. He then took off for a pre main show acoustic show, leaving the shirt behind. Since I knew I was going to the acoustic show. and then the main show later, I had the bright idea that a clever way to meet him would be to wear his shirt around all day, a shirt that was way too large and looked ridiculous on me, and then he'd see me later, notice the guy looking ridiculous in the giant shirt that looks just like his shirt and then I'd get to meet him. I thought this would also be good for laughs.

I headed to the acoustic show in RSM's giant shirt but arrived late. Already a bunch of folks were crammed into the tiny Wall of Sound record store awaiting to hear RSM quietly strum and sing without a PA so I hung around outside looking like a goof, continuing to wear what was turning into an all day joke to meet someone I wasn't a huge fan of. I got plenty of weird looks, and plenty of compliments, like when you compliment someone for having shaved off half their hair, cause it's impossible to not notice and you got to say something, but R. Stevie was too busy to see me wearing his shirt. I headed down the block to check out an accident and then headed home quick to eat before the show.

By the time I arrived at the Vera at 8pm I was really beginning to rethink the shirt idea. I had been wearing it since 2 and during this time had discovered that the shirt possessed a weird tour stench that when you put your nose right to it just smelled like the old spice used to keep the shirt "wearable" but when you moved your nose back a foot or so, like the foot your nose would be from a shirt you are wearing, you could then smell a distinctive and powerful odor. It's like how you can't hear certain sounds close cause of the sound wave but you can hear them further away, except this was with stink. Nothing against Mr. Moore as I came to find out he and his band had been on tour for 3 months and anyone would have become quite the road dog in this time. Before the show started, and after finding out I forgot my ID and couldn't drink away my uncomfortableness, I finally figured out my joke wasn't funny and that this was way too much effort and gave the shirt to my friend who really, really likes RSM to be in charge of it's safe return.

The show was great. Three months of touring really showed as the band was ridiculously tight. I heard that Moore was nervous about the tour but he seemed at ease, or at least confident in his weirdness. At one point he stopped playing bass during a song, while the band continued on, to squeeze on a stress ball and then returned to playing with the stress ball still in hand. They played through RSM's best known songs and after 15 minutes they left for the first their first encore. Moore came back on stage by himself, hiked up his tight pajama pants a foot past his belly button and played a set by himself. Then came the second encore culminating in a cover of The Beatles "She's So Heavy" complete with the weird Moog noises and nailing the abrupt ending. Definitely a show worth seeing.

Yakima Canutt

This is an attempt at drawing Yakima Canutt but I didn't quite get it. Maybe through the eyes I did. Here is the picture I was looking at here. I was trying to get this done as my third installment last week, to complete a cowboy trifector, but I ran out of time.

Yakima Canutt was the only stuntman to ever receive an Oscar. A real deal cowboy, Canutt was born and bred in Washington State, and won World Champion All Around Cowboy at the Pendleton Roundup In 1917. Like many rodeo stars did in those days he migrated to Hollywood where he found work doubling for the likes of Clark Gable, John Wayne Roy Rogers and many, many more.. Supposedly John Wayne took much of his persona from studying the talk and walk of Canutt remarking that he was the real deal, or something to that effect. As he got older and his body broke he moved on to become a respected second unit director and stunt director, choreographing what is maybe the most famous and dangerous stunt on film, the chariot race in Ben Hur.

Canutt lived to be real old for a guy constantly jumping under, about and off of horses, dying at age 90. He looked pretty cool in a cowboy hat.

Les Schwab Says: "Free Beef!"

les schwab

Les Schwab was a businessman from the Northwest. Growing up in Washington State, I remember very early on seeing him on the TV, in his cowboy hat, instructing me repeatedly to get to the Les Schwab sign for my free beef. His autobiography Pride in Performance, Keep It Going tells his story of being born poor in Oregon, becoming an orphan at 15 and then living at a boarding house and delivering papers just to get by through high school. Later on, having never changed a flat tire in his life, he bought a single tire franchise and turned that into the billion dollar Les Schwab Tire Centers, by giving away beef.

I read his book in business school and it was a welcome change from what I was learning in the classroom. Schwab believed that the success of his business lay in serving the customer first and that profit would then follow. Service wasn't a buzz word, but a real promise word, like "free beef", that he fully planned on living up to. He believed service was the result of training, promoting exclusively from within and nurturing employees over a lifetime. Employees at Les Schwab were paid well, enjoyed a profit sharing program (paid for by 51% of profits returning to fund the program), and were provided health and retirement benefits. His goal was for those who wanted to work hard and have a career at Les Schwab Tire to be able to retire as millionaires. Believing in creating millionaires out of career employees and giving away free beef with every tire purchase were values Schwab fought for, refusing to sell out and go public, and the company remains privately held and still gives out free beef to this day.

If you ever want to buy me something, and don't know what to get, you can get me an autographed copy of Pride in Performance found here: . Even if you read this sometime from now, you might still look, it has been there for a while.

Rodeo Guy

Rodeo Guy

This guy seems to be getting ready to rope a calf as well as doing his best to stay on a bucking bronco. I don't think in real rodeos they really do both of these at the same time. He must be a real good cowboy. Also, I might have been more careful in drawing and placement of the bronco's rear legs.

If you ever get a chance to go to a rodeo you should. I saw what my eyes led me to believe was a bucking bronco's hoof landing squarely on a guys head but, instead of having a reverse hoof shaped head, he just looked dazed and walked it off. Truly amazing stuff.

Lonely Guy

Lonely Guy

I don't remember a lot about earth science from high school or middle school or whatever that was but I'm pretty sure this isa scientifically accurate drawing of the world. There is a big giant dude, with weird teeth, looking confused with a blue/green shirt/short combo being lonely in the middle of the earth.

Adult Cat Person

Adult Cat Person

I'm not exactly sure if this person is a boy or a girl and I like it more that way. Maybe this is part two of this guy, with the somewhat similar colors, body position and creep. I used to have similar jammy jams when I was a youngin but they definitely did not have a rockin tail or cat ears to go with. I would still wear those jams if it was socially acceptable.