I've gone and turned 30 some time in the night. The 10-year-old in my head is greatly displeased. The 70-year-old in my head says, "Pipe down, whippersnapper!" But the artist in my head promises that this year will be filled with all the illustrated blood and written guts you can shake a stick at. Growing up is for somebody else to do, I say. ;)

Coming soon: all of your recent fan art (it's wonderful!), some new illustrations, a calendar for 2011, and more prints.

Coming later: a cartoon called Boy, and a novel about some Skary Childrin.