



I had in mind something like Triumph the insult comic dog, but since it would be kids coming to see, and since I'm not as clever as Triumph's "handler" I'd be a little less caustic. He'd make comments on kid's costumes and hand out prizes to the best ones. Photos would be taken in front of the stage and would be posted online at Irwin's own website. Under the stage there would be a hole where a monster hand would pop out to put candy in the kids' bags.
So every year I make plans to do this. And every year Halloween creeps up and pounces on me before I've done anything at all. As this year seems to be doing. Halloween is only two and a half months away. I'm still wondering where June went. So Halloween will come and I will vacate my house as to not be bothered by kids knocking on my door. If Halloween had a Grinch...well...maybe I can find the strength of ten Grinches, plus two and get my act together.

Game Traps is a video game business started by a friend of mine. The game controller may be a bit confusing to the uninitiated, but would be instantly recognizable to the audience the business is trying to attract. Based on a rough sketch provided by the client, it also portrays the business as a place games are played, as opposed to being sold.

Lastly, this is a logo/sticker design I did for my local Dr. Sketchy chapter. I tried to cover the basic elements of the group, as well as giving it an industrial Dee-troit flavor. Per Molly Crabapple, artists are "art monkeys" and the poop flinging represents the "anti-art school" Dr. Sketchy presents itself as. The stickers have yet to be produced though. I just haven't found a good (i.e. cheap) place to get them done. Then we can hand them out at our Sketchy sessions.

My prize was a grab bag full of art monkey goodies, pencils, markers, magnets, a notebook, and a graphic novel about Laika, the little dog that was the first living being launched into space. I had just read an article about her and how the records of what happened had only been released after the Soviet Union fell. The official story had been that she was peacefully put to sleep with an injection several days after her launch. But the real story was...well...read the book.


I recently took a Saturday morning Relief Printmaking workshop taught by my good friend John Nagridge. I had this really great drawing of my dog, very graphic. I carved out the picture keeping nice smooth lines intact and when I went to print it I discovered I didn't carve into the block deep enough and it was barely recognizable. So in disgust I quickly carved out large swaths of rubber, mangling the drawing while I was at it, whining all the way at how crummy I was making it. But in the end it had that cool looking rough primitive thing going on. I guess I like it! By the way, everyone else's work turned out great as well.

