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A collection of 16 fashion studies

This collection is risograph printed. Due to the nature of risograph printing, each print is slightly different, making each zine a unique art piece.

8x10,16 pages

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Buy art from these LGBTQ artists and more at this year's Art Auction — Lavender Rights Project

Photo: Two Princes by Eric Chan; Starting bid - $300 Check out these artists and more at this year’s LGBTQ Art Auction on Saturday, November 9 from 6:00-9:00pm (doors @ 5:30pm) at the Hillman City Collaboratory - Buy tickets

Check it out! I'm one of the featured artists for the Lavender Rights Project art auction, benefiting a legal clinic providing low-cost assistance for queer people and other marginalized groups.

It’s here!

“Emet,” my 12 page, full color comic will debut at @shortrunseattle on November 5th!

It’ll be available on my etsy store after Short Run.

(and before anyone goes “Women don’t wear tefillin!”, the gendered usage of tefillin varies based on the form of Judaism. The majority of Orthodox Jews feel that women should not/do not need to don tefillin, most Conservative Jews hold this view as well, although there is a growing movement of Conservative Jewish women who don tefillin. Opinions among Reform Jews vary from “Women don’t need to/should not don tefillin,” to “If that’s how you practice your faith, that’s great!” to “Why are you asking me? I don’t care.”)

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Aaah! My first risograph printed collection of portraits!

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A collection of 16 portraits. Due to the nature of risograph printing, each print is slightly different, making each zine a unique art piece.

This is the first in a trilogy that I hope to print and take to the Seattle Short Run. Orders of this collection help fund printing for the others!

Printing services by the wonderful Colour Code Printing, who did a bang up job and were incredibly helpful with talking me through formatting.

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oops my hand slipped

(tumblr is butchering the image quality on inline pics for me, pls view on my tumblr for non-pixel death)

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Finn’s sexual awakening took place while he lived a crowded barracks amidst like a hundred other people, and Rey’s sexual awakening took place while she lived in an abandoned AT-AT miles away from anyone else, so Finn’s approach to masturbation is like “be still, be quiet, pretend you are still asleep and nothing is happening under this blanket, what could possibly be happening under this blanket? nothing because I’m asleep,” and Rey’s is like “time for screaming, it is scream time” 

Which means they first time they combine their mutual sexual experience, it just stops halfway through so they can both be like, “UMMM SO I’M HAVING A GREAT TIME BUT WHAT ARE YOU DOING”

Dreamed that a soldier killed Caesar in a desert, with a single blow of a sword to the neck. Even though they were Romans, they were both dressed in medieval armor that was completely golden. The soldier went back to Rome, came out as a transgender woman and then proceeded to rule Rome better than Caesar ever had.

"Ugly Love"

based on a dream I had about body-swapping zombie boyfriends

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Dreamed that I was on a road trip with some friends. The car was very full, so I had to sit crouched on the shoulder of the passenger seat. The person seated in the passenger seat looked like Benedict Cumberbatch and I think we were dating. We drove through a small southern town, and I could tell where the queer kids hung out. A bar and a hair salon and a gas station, with 80's goth queer kids hanging out in front, smoking and drinking. On one hand, I was envious that these queers knew just where to go to meet people like themselves, but on the other hand I recognized how few of them were in that small town and how isolated they must feel. We drove along a high way at night. The person shifted from looking like Benedict Cumberbatch, to looking like W., to looking like A., and then finally looking like a combination of all three of them. I told him that I wasn't good at dancing. When a song came on the radio, he pulled over on the side of the highway and left the car door open so that the music could be heard outside. On the side of the road at night, he rested his hands on the small of my back and we danced slowly. The roadtrip (and the dream) ended with us sitting in a forest clearing, dressed in togas, watching a production of "A Midsummer Night's Dream."

Shout out to redangusart for talking me through my hissy fit about the neck in this painting.

Also check out his art.

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the first sketch of alien moon, fueled by boredom during the closing shift.

originally, I gave them really long fingers, but eventually I decided against that.

and also a very silly short comic.

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