drew this on a bus trip to my hometown tonight. the guy next to me probably thought i was a weirdo when i pulled out of a jar of water and my bottle of ink on the bus. /dedication
riddle-writing nights have explained more about you to me than any lines i’ve drawn from a to b.
and i guess it doesn’t matter what i say or what i seem; you stuck what i felt for you in the pocket of your jeans.
inktober stuff ‘n stuff. you’ll see all of them on my instagram actually.
Because this is really what happened and I really had to draw it because I was a hysterical mess.
True Life: I Cried Hysterically & Laughed At Myself After Receiving a Freelance Gig for Scholastic CHOICES Magazine today.
I called my best friend, Chase, and we were both laughing because he couldn’t understand what I was saying.
Coming out in February 2014
I don’t really know but I guess this is just a glimpse of things?
Printed in color today in the New York Times Sunday Business Section!
before we sleep can i hear you say for the last time, for the last time, like rolling waves.
dried white peaches ‘n tea as i bust out this editorial illustration due tomorrow.
sick sad girl because i am a sick sad girl today.
"I’m so embarrassed. I’m not a real person yet."- Frances Ha.
You know I like a movie if I draw the characters from it.
I just really love Fall.
But I fumbled and when I came down to the wire, I listened to HAIM.
Preview for Square Carousel’s latest challenge.
“Buying books is immensely comforting. Maybe I won’t read them immediately, but they make me feel so much better whenever I’m sad and blue. Just their presence, it’s like having more to look forward to.”
— Unknown (via the-healing-nest)
Oh hey, thanks for the credit!