People are essentially red meat. They are.

I grew up in a military family, and there's something about that military-style uniform, all cleaned up, a brutal control effort the military necessarily breeds.

I was doing illustration work, and the cartooning slowly took over.

I hope to actually get back to painting someday... soon. I sort of transitioned into cartooning from painting.

I wanted to be a painter.

I just don't want anyone messing around with my pure smoking pleasure.

The second we see somebody on the street or meet someone, we make snap judgments about them, about who they are and why we wouldn't necessarily sit with them or why we would or what's cool or not cool.