But who are they?

I don't draw much, but when I do, things tend to get strange. I have no idea who these people are. Cousins on a double date? Politicians from Mars? Hipsters from Greenpoint?


Padded closets, Emma Goldman, and reading closely

Last night I dreamed that I was looking for the perfect place to write and I decided to go back to my old apartment in the East Village. My sister's friend Amy was living there now, and she had offered it as a quiet place to work.┬áIn reality, the apartment had never been a quiet... Continue Reading →


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