Marginally mediocre.

88. Caesurae.

87. Exegesis. 

86. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had this recurring dream that’s mostly black and white and grey and full of shapes and lines that don’t make any sense. They’re extremely frustrating dreams and, I usually don’t sleep well when I have them. This morning I woke up from one of them and tried my best to draw what I could remember. I guess you could say this is what part of my subconscious looks like, maybe? 

85. Sometimes you have to ask yourself: “how much effort is it worth to expend on making a joke about a phrase sounding similar to a word.”

84. Animals Drawn Poorly In 99% More Color With Lasers Shooting Out of Their Eyes. THE FUTURE. Maybe.

83. Sometimes I don’t plan anything out when I start painting and I get so fucking bored and frustrated with it towards the end that I put some kind of weird, hairless space tapir on it. I don’t know.

82. How a pigeon works.

81. Inside every one of us, an amusement park, and in that amusement park, a house of horrors.