SkOeTrY:

A writer writes and gets published.

But that same writer also has a journal of poetry she can share with others but it's only written for her. It's for her own satisfaction.


An artist draws and sells his work.

But that same artist also has a book of sketches that he can share with others but he only skeches for himself. It's for his own satisfaction.



I write and I draw.

But I also have thoughts, dreams and feelings that I need to put in my journal, but I need to see them. So I draw them. The following pages of art are not for getting published. They're not to impress people with my skill. They are sketches. Some of them rough and horrid, but they are for me.  These are my personal thoughts and ideas that will never see actual print.  But I show them to you.

My poetry.
My sketches.


My Skoetry.


NEW: French Fries: A one page strip based on a short story I did in College. It's about a girl who grew up in my home town of Simi Valley, Ca. A girl who begins to find herself in very compromising positions of finding Dead Bodies. She's unable to describe WHY she keeps running into these bodies, but as the police begin to find evidence, so does she pointing her out as the main suspect. Soon enough she finds that she's very prone to remembering childhood traumas. A father who beat her, a boyfriend who raped and left her, a mother who turned a blind eye and friends who only pretended to like her. A typical outcast girl with a very atypical reaction. This page sums up the climax as she wakes up in the middle of one of her acts and the police are about to barge in and catch her. How it ends after this page I probably will never tell you. It's up to you to make up your own end...How do YOU like your FRENCH FRIES?

Another small thing I'm workin on. Just a sketchy one shot comic about brotherly love gone really wrong.
Bloody Knuckles