Here's some of my latest work for Kid Dreamer, a new California based punk band. Some time ago they had me design their logo and they liked it so much they hit me up to design the album cover for their debut album "Growing". The album is very much an examination into the heart wrenching, gut turning, undefined slow-motion quality of breaking up, so I figured the best way to describe that would be the distance that grows between people who sleep in the same bed. The bed sheet design explores some of the unsettling turmoil that drives the wedge between these two people.
Just a quick sketch for today. Haven't we all felt a little clouded and unsure where to go next?
Got to thinking about mental health disorders. Depression affects A LOT of people (350 million), and the treatments for it are crude at best. To put this in perspective, cancers of all stripes affect about 35 million people. Apparently funding for depression related treatments is really low. How come?
Then I realized at least one reason is that despondent people are 'controlled' in the sense that they're not going to go off and start revolutions and take down regimes. They're a sector of the population who's behavior is predictably self-destructive and they won't be inspiring dissent against their crooked leaders anytime soon.
So I was inspired to draw this "call to action" style illustration for all of us who battle with despondency.
Just dropped of my piece for an upcoming group show at the LMNL Gallery in Philadelphia. Come on out this coming Friday, July 3rd at 6 PM to see 15 artists' takes on small talk they've heard around them in bars, shops, on the streets and out their car windows.
My inspiration came from an unlikely place - the interactions between Amish folk and "modern" passers by that come to buy Amish souvenirs and gawk at the people dressed in last-century garb. Come on down to see the final product!
Update 7/8/15: Now that the show is up, here's the piece I submitted and a photo montage of all the kids that participated!
seem so absurd.
...if I'm not excited about Earth Day. It's not that I don't like to recycle or plant trees - I'm on board for all manner of waste-reducing and earth-saving measures. But I can't help but see the irony in getting stoked about environmentalism one day a year when most of us ignore the issue during the other 364.
A few months back I was contacted by a band out of California just getting their start, and naturally they wanted to get right on their logo design. They found me while google image searching and were stoked to stumble upon one of my other lettering projects that they thought complimented their style.
I was more than happy to oblige and started by listening to some of the unpublished audio samples of the band's work. Kid Dreamer has a really strong punk sound, so I knew it would have to be a logo that would be both rough and bold at the same time. I also knew it would need to look spirited and spunky enough for it to stand out among other band logos that they might be placed with. They liked my hand lettering style which is a little wobbly and intentionally rough, so I started by giving them a few pages of different logo arrangements using some script, some lowercase and some capital letter sketches.
After some back and forth with the sketches, I moved on to refining the design they liked best. I gave them 3 versions. One solid black and two texture versions to be used depending on what the logo placement needed. Of course, color treatments for the logo are a whole other can of worms but I'm pleased with how this project turned out!
Last month I was tapped to illustrate the Dispatch article in this Febrary's Grid magazine. This one focused on making the best use of one's urban outdoor space, the piece having been written by a couple doing their best to grow as much food as possible using their own compost and grey water to tend the plants. You can read it here (last page)
I came up with several sketches, the following 2 are my favorites:
The art director enjoyed my take on American Gothic, and chose to go with that one for the final. I kind of envisioned that this couple was likely to be a 30something green-minded hipster-ish Philadelphia couple. But when the art director suggested I use reference of the actual couple I was surprised to find that it was 2 ladies, making the American Gothic re-boot even less traditional than anticipated!
This is a remix of a painting on board and this incarnation has a little more mixed media and playfulness with the color palette. I call it "Peachy Vista" and it is actually one of a series - the "Dark Coast" mirror image will be posted here soon.
I'm finally getting around to posting some published items from this past summer!
This is an assignment I was asked to do fo the July/August 2014 edition of Cricket Magazine. I created a series of 3 illustrations to go with one of the published stories inside. It was an interesting piece which required me to do a lot of sketches of monkeys until I was satisfied with what I came up with! The old lady in the drawings is a cranky old neighbor who had a monkey as a pet.
Fresh off our fabulous week in Scotland we hopped over the North Sea to Copenhagen where we met my aunt and cousin at the airport.
Copenhagen is a bicyclist's utopia. And we had the luck of showing up during a perfect Danish summer - sunny, no humidity and 70 degree weather.
After the first day in Copenhagen strolling through Tivoli and taking in an outdoor jazz concert, we drove to Fyn where my aunt and uncle on my mother's side have a country farmhouse overlooking the ocean.
The last time we were in Denmark was over Christmas of 2010. The farm here (called Solbjergaard) is beautiful in the wintertime, but it's no match for this gorgeous summer atmosphere.
In the back yard there is a huge old cherry tree just loaded down with ripe cherries. We all spent lots of time hanging out underneath it, picking darkest, shiniest cherries we could find. Torin got to have the epiphany that food comes from trees... in nature.... not out of a container or the refrigerator. It was cool to see the concept hit home for him!
The sea of wheat fields and pastures around the farm were pretty peaceful and idyllic. And we were fed delicious food 4, sometimes 5 times a day.
A proper Danish cheese plate. The Sriracha is something we brought (not typically on a Danish condiment list!)
Boiling down cherries for homemade ice cream. Several other varieties were made also...
And butter (smør), we ate pounds and pounds of it.
...Ready for the oven.
A delicious paella.
Freshly baked every day...
One day we all packed up and went for a day trip by ferry to a tiny island called Brandsø. It has dirt roads and no stoplights. There, we spent a day having afternoon tea, napping in the shade and enjoying a gorgeous summer afternoon at the beach.
Inside Nicholas' father's painting studio
Back at the farm we enjoyed a nice outdoor bonfire where we roasted sausages and dough over the coals.
Much fun was had by all.
On July 2nd, we packed up our suitcase, car seat and 1.5 year old for a trip to visit my father in Scotland. He's been living there for about a year, working at the International School of Aberdeen. After a long layover in Frankfurt, we finally touched down at Aberdeen's tiny airport. Aberdeen is known for its granite buildings... pretty much every building is made of the stuff! Its a very, um, grey material... so it gives you the impression that the houses are ancient, massive and solid. Its a good thing that Aberdeen also has a great tradition of gardening, so the summer months are enhanced by gorgeous blooms of every description.
On our first day there, we went down to the cold north sea at the Aberdeen Esplanade and walked along the windswept boardwalks. Its July, but you still need a hoodie and several layering options incase it rains.
We walked down to Footdee, a little outcropping of small, carefully decorated houses all set around interior courtyard-style promenades (to avoid the blustery ocean winds, I imagine.) They all had a lot of character!
The next day we visited the stately Crathes castle, complete with pruned hedges, secret gardens and tapestry-adorned rooms.
Torin very much enjoyed getting galloped around the grounds and chasing bunnies. And one afternoon we stopped by a roadside farmers stand and he got to run in his first wheat field. Much fun was had by all.
Another day, another castle! The light at Dunnottar Castle was spectacular as some leaden clouds moved in from the mainland.
We went for a nice drive down the coast to a small fishing village south of Aberdeen called Stone Haven. There we enjoyed dark beers overlooking the water, and you could really sense that the locals were taking in as much sun and warmth as they could given the long streches of grey that are common here.
In Stone Haven we also
enjoyed what was named the best fish & chips shop in the whole UK. It was, infact, delicious.
We were fed very well throughout the trip, though frequently we inhaled the delicious grub before I could document the dishes...
Clotted cream and scones at the Bridge of Feugh.... mmmmm.
And the hydrangeas around town were spectacular and varied...
We really enjoyed Scotland. We will be back... someday.
A new piece recently completed. A combination of gouache on paper with some digital components.
Got a chance to illustrate the Dispatch article for Grid Magazine's June 2014 issue. The piece focuses on the ups, downs, doubts, elation and all the emotion inbetween that one faces throughout the seasons as a farmer. How do you distill this into one illustration? I dunno but I gave it a shot! You can read the full article here (very last page).
Here's an illustration I did for LILIPOH magazine's Spring 2014 issue. The article was about the power of love/gratitude and its ability to change the world (if only we would let them, I suppose). You can read the whole article here. I enjoyed the somewhat abstract elements of creating this piece, and the light effervescent pink against a dark lead-like grey is one of my favorite color contrasts.
These particular points from the article really resonated with me:
Four ways to cultivate your sacred harmonic heart, and share the “power of the positives”:
Late last year I was commissioned to do an illustration for Philadelphia Magazine's bi-annual wedding issue. The drawing shows up on the last page of the Spring/Summer 2014 edition.
The article outlines a woman's second mairrage to the same man, and rather than do a traditional rectangular piece I decided on a vignette that could open the page up a little.
I chose to focus on my guess at the couple's wedding shoes from 1988 and 2013 (a lot has happened style-wise in that time!), and the dance steps tangled in among eachother to show how they had kept involved in eachothers lives despite their split.
On the first week of January we all packed up our flip flops, swimsuits and t-shirts for a much needed week in a tropical climate. Here's a taste of what we'd been dealing with in Pennsylvania:
Waking up at 3 AM to dress and dig the car out of the snow, we were running behind even with the best intentions. It took awhile to dislodge the wheels from the frozen mess and make an expedient run down to Philadelphia International Airport. It was Torin's first time on a plane, and for a 13 month old I think he did exceptionally well. I only got a few disgusted stares from nearby passengers and I think they were individuals with no personal experience with small children. 10 hours later we touched down in a bright, mountainous landscape. Coastlines jagged and lined with pale blue bays encrusted in white sand. Yes.
We were ferried to a nearby car rental pavilion and picked up a white Toyota SUV that we drove about an hour north to our destination in Tamarindo. Torin enjoyed having shorts on after months and months of my dressing him in 2 and 3 layers to fend off the cold. Arriving at the villa we had all voted for months before, it definitely lived up to expectations. With our 8 adults and one toddler, it seemed ready for professional vacationing. There were frangipane flowers and towels artfully arranged in our room when we got there....and palm trees outside the window. Double yes.
The pool was awesome, the view was awesome, and I immediately set to creating a signature drink. Corona mixed half & half with Squirt (fizzy citrus soda), a squeeze of lime.... and you have the Kir-Beer. Or the Beersten. Either way, a favorite was born. Add a lounge chair and this is truly how most of us spent most of the week!
The beach was lovely and dotted with unselfconscious Central Americans. Banana hammocks and muffin tops abound. Very refreshing coming from the self-shame capital of the world.
Iguanas were everywhere, so much so that the staff often shooed them away from the tables. There were also many gorgeous birds. Bright yellow ones, whip-smart looking crow-like birds with beautiful long tails, and the beaches had sand dollars, tons of crabs and live shellfish rolling around in the surf.
Midway through the week, a few of us decided to go for a spa day up in the mountains (including us new mothers who have been working 15 hours a day, 7 days a week for the last year). Triple YES!
A staff member came down and picked us up in a van. He drove us about 40 minutes away and up a dusty, windy gravel road to a little resort in the jungle. We all got 3 treatments from scrubs to mudwraps to massages and afterwards they fed us an amazing meal with white wine and ceviche. It was followed by a delicious passionfruit dessert.
While it was a pretty sizeable splurge, this has to be the best spa experience I've ever had. No question about it. I left feeling like a cloud. A well massaged, slightly buzzed cloud.
Torin, or 'The Bibble' as he is affectionately known, very much enjoyed the surf and had no problems being pummelled by waves as tall as he is.
(Photo credit Alan Allum)
And he is a big time water lover... not much fear there at all, which is key. (Photo credit Alan Allum)
Our last delicious meal before flying out the next day.
Oh, and watch out for the ant eaters.
I created this illustration for an article to appear in the forthcoming Fall 2013 edition of LILIPOH Magazine. The article, called "Why Occupy is Unstoppable" made me think about how attachment to material posessions seem to frequently be the cause of our suffering and consternation. If you have no, or very little, attachment to your material posessions and persona perhaps you are more free than you know? Its a way of being that's easier said than done.