On my most recent artful endeavor I've decided to try and get a illustrated book published. In light of recently turning quarter of a century old, I decided to reveal 25 lessons that I've learned the hard way in illustrated form.
in order to keep my social media and internet presence alive while I lock myself in my room for weeks to complete this behemoth, I'm going to post 1 to 2 illustrations per week of my progress. This is not how they will appear in the book, rather they are just formatted for instagram use. I've spent the past week slaving over details of each illustration and the "language" I will be using throughout the book. I still have yet to make up my mind about the typography will look, but that can come later.
This particular illustration depicts a time when my father and I rented a convertible for the weekend. Thinking we were hot shit, we took off our shirts for everyone to stare at two aggressively curvy dad bods. Who knew that blasting Frank Sinatra's "When I was 17" and sticking to hot black leather seats could be so relaxing? I fell asleep for almost the duration of the trip to Michigan. 4 hours later, I was in so much pain from sunburn that my dad had to pry me off my seat while I wept. Although I couldn't put on a shirt for a week without screaming, it was all worth it when I walked into the bathroom and saw that I looked like an identical twin of a scuba flag.
Keep your eyes peeled for more illustrated wisdom from yours truly.