Unrelated, there used to be a super shitty old movie theater near my hometown and inside, there was a giant piece of old foam insulation dangling by a thread from the ceiling. It was actually distracting to see anything there because I couldn’t help but just stare at that big, dirty piece of foam and wonder when it would finally drop onto someone’s head.
Here’s the first 2 panels of a v. special 3 page Secret Diary Comic I did for my friend Maritsa Patrinos’ embarassing adolescent stories zine project. It’s hand-risographed & it’s going to be at the MoCCA Festival, look for table B39!
here’s a comic about new year’s eve, read it before you’re too drunk to read
my blog is really going to shit hahaha amirite
throwback page from my secret diary comix about the coolest teacher jon han
