Here’s an artwork on the topic of keeping a watchful eye on the Supreme Court. I went for a literal take on that.

Mixed-media illustration on breast cancer, using a crosshair symbol to highlight the female breast.

Here’s a fun mixe-media illustration showing a waiter spilling the coffee on purpose. What a jerk!

Here are some more b/w whimsical illustrations on a variety of topics ranging from interest groups (people hanging in a tree) and being in love (guy carrying a heart with a picture of his girl), to teachers lecturing on complex issues.

I have put up an updated version of my Showcase of Children’s Illustration brochure on my website. It is available for download from my website (PDf file).

This fun image was developed to illustrate how girls can rock and have a good time without their male counterparts (well, duh!).

Here are a bunch of illustrations on beauty and such.

This mixed-media image was created to illustrate the topic of worldwide tax havens. It shows an airplane scanning the globe in search of suitable spots for hiding money.

So how do Greeks fart? Are Japanese farts different from Chinese ones? And what about the French? Here’s a visual articulation on this immanent transcontinental issue affecting so many of us.

Here’s a cover illustration I did for a legal publisher, showing an oversized hand flipping off a little guy in business attire.

Here’s an intricate collage-style illustration on the history of art. This was for an art book. I liked the idea of taking a different approach to other art encyclopedias, and decided to have some fun. I went ahead and designed a cinema interior, and placed cutouts from famous paintings, mosaics, and vases betweens the seats in such a way so as to suggest a real audience. You’ll recognize the film being shown, I’m sure ;-)

Note how the clippings in the styles of Roy Lichtenstein, Keith Haring, and Piet Mondrian are not taken from these pop artists’ actual works, but instead I created them myself by mimicking their respective drawing styles.

“Recent polls seem to indicate that 17 people out of 23
feel this is the correct result.”

Here’s an image on donating for charities worldwide that I did for The Christian Science Monitor. We ended up going with something else, however.

The hats of a man may be many
In the course of a varied career,
And some have been worth not a penny
And some have been devilish dear;
But there’s one hat I always remember
When sitting alone by the fire.
In the depth of a Northern November,
Because it fulfilled my desire.

It was old, it was ragged and rotten
And many years out of mode,
Like a thing that a tramp had forgotten
And left at the side of a road.
The boughs of the mulga had torn it,
Its ribbon was naught but lace,
An old swaggie would not have worn it
Without a sad smile on his face.

When I took off the hat to the ladies
It was rather with sorrow than swank,
And often I wished it in Hades
When the gesture drew only a blank;
But for swatting a fly on the tucker
Or lifting a quart from the fire
Or belting the ribs of a bucker
It was all that a man could desire.

When it ought to have gone to the cleaner’s
(And stayed there, as somebody said!)
It was handy for flogging the weaners
From the drafting-yard into the shed.
And oft it has served as a dish for
A kelpie in need of a drink;
It was all that a fellow could wish for
In many more ways than you’d think.

It was spotted and stained by the weather,
There was more than one hole in the crown,
And it made little difference whether
The rim was turned up or turned down.
It kept out the rain (in a fashion)
And kept off the sun (more or less),
But it merely comanded compassion
Considered as part of one’s dress.

Though it wasn’t a hat you would bolt with
Or be anxious to borrow or hire,
It was useful to blindfold a colt with
Or handle a bit of barbed wire.
Though the world may have thought it improper
To wear such old rubbish as that,
I’d have scorned the best London-made topper
In exchange for my old battered hat.

William Henry Ogilvie (1869 – 1963)

Here’s a fellow hanging his socks out to dry (of course, he’s still wearing a striped sock he forgot to wash). Have really gotten into mixed media lately! I am really fond of the trees and the writing on the floor.