Think I started drawing Surgery Art originally to pick up a guy or something, but now whenever I’m in an airport or situated in an outside place basically anywhere I like to ink this thick sickly gunk all over my left hand, and sometimes elsewhere.

In many ways they are like a diary pinpointing the places I sometimes go

among other things.

Here’s a couple:

Sentinel. Airplane. 2020.

2008. the names change. (first one)

annulment gleeful, 2018

quarter sweep, 2019

dwellings, 2019

balance, 2018

Frog Eggs, 2019

Hammer Horror, Airplane

messy tits / piano fingers

Bathroom miscellaneous

The practice is intuitive, almost kind of like a meditative thing. Some things come and go, as is the nature of many things.

Ink it. Rinse it off. Let it wash away,

but some things stay.

Dooo da day.