Here's a batch from my first sketchbook in Mexico, unprocessed. This is the Cover. I know I've been neglecting the blog here for a couple weeks- I'm supposed to be posting a couple times a week, but I've got a show opening in late May, and I've been working away at getting some peices together for that. More details to come.

We hit up the strippers alot in Ensenada, because there was absolutely nothing else to do after dark. They came in all shapes and sizes.

We were putting on our wetsuits Outside a sardine factory, this truck comes barrelling around the corner and about fifty pounds of sardines spill out onto the road, flopping around. They're immediatley swarmed by seagulls. But another truck comes around the corner, and plows through this writhing mass off feathers. Three of the birds were pinned to the road by their own guts. I watched them issue their dying breaths. That's the circle of life, Mexican style.

Chuchillo. Drew that early on in Ensenada, in the wretched zone of northern Baja.

Gerble herders at the peak of exasperation.

This is the bellychuck of fringe lip.

I didn't feel like doing what I was supposed to be doing, so I painted waves, instead

The Other day I finally had it Removed!