I would get on a plane for yaaaaaa

Wendy, singing: I would take a grenade for yaaaaaa. I would get on a plane for yaaaaaa...

Nate: What did you say?

Wendy: I would get on a plane for ya?

Nate: Nope.

Wendy: Yeah. I would get on a plane for yaaaaaa..

This is #2 in a series of New England illustrated postcards I’m working on. This comes from a really amazing photo we took at Cape Neddick Lighthouse in Maine. I just traced over the photo, first lines and then colors.

The way I pray

Father in Heaven May you be honored for who you are By all people Of every language, culture, and religion May your Kingdom continue to invade this world And all of human activity May things happen the way you want them to Here, just like they do in Heaven Give us today what we need …

Just cut it off

We don’t have any yard at our apartment, but when my mom was here this spring she made us a little planter garden for our fire escape. Last week, for the first time, I decided to prune some of the dead parts of the flowers and herbs that are still growing. And that reminded me …

Screwups, etc.

Do you ever feel like you screw up more consistently and more spectacularly than other people? Yeah, me neither. I was just wondering. So, last week I was working with my friend Cheech (real name, Ciro - it’s Italian) and he asked me to hitch up his trailer to his truck while he was brushing …

So, I don’t know how to even begin to try to explain this. Let’s just say my friend Jason is pretty amazing, and also has a slightly disturbing sense of humor. He was able to take the pure, innocent (some might say beautiful) thing I made and do this to it.