Dog days of summer.

This week was International Dog Day (I would never know if not for hashtags), and it reminded me of my dog growing up, Denny. His fav thing was to waddle out into the sun (he was rotund, guys) and lay in an empty flower box in the sun. I mean, it’s not a BAD wayContinue reading “Dog days of summer.”

It’s complicated.

I almost didn’t post this. But I’m 40 now, so screw it, I’m not editing myself anymore! I wrote this after a recent visit with my parents. (I hid this from them  on social media. Because I do love them and don’t want to hurt them. But being honest about hard things is important.) ThisContinue reading “It’s complicated.”

A parent-scare + restore-faith-in-humanity story.

As a parent, you never know when your kids will get hurt, but you are always waiting for it on some level. (And when you have a 2.5 yr old son like mine, you wait for it every day.) We explored a new place last night, a walking trail (mostly concrete) around a man-made lake.Continue reading “A parent-scare + restore-faith-in-humanity story.”

Blippi’d

My son Hudson is OBSESSED with Blippi. Can all the Mamas & Papas raise your hand if you have a toddler who is requesting to watch Blippi AD NAUSEAM?! (Send wine and headphones.) My only appropriate response to this is to draw him in his glory wearing Blippi’s garb. Even when he asks for hisContinue reading “Blippi’d”

Quarantine art club

Sheesh, friends. This new normal, this quarantine life – it’s not easy, right? I don’t do well with unknowns, with large fears, with missing people. I am thankful for so many things, and also struggling with so many things. I know we all are. For me, music helps. Dancing helps. Working out helps. Hugging myContinue reading “Quarantine art club”

… it’s being a parent.

Sometimes being an artist for a living and a hobby can get tough. I often struggle to get out what’s in my head, and I am usually (always) super critical of myself and my work. I don’t often feel like what was in my head was successfully transmitted to the screen or paper… but I’mContinue reading “… it’s being a parent.”

Be the Helpers.

Back in September, my wife Tams was out with our kids on a couple different occasions, and total strangers made very angry & unkind comments. One was from a lady angry she would bring a stroller into a store, and the second was after Hudson made an excited scream in a coffee shop. (Also, he’sContinue reading “Be the Helpers.”

Being a guest on “Blessed Are the Feminists” podcast

A few weeks ago, the kind folks at the “Blessed Are the Feminists” podcast invited me to be a guest, and talk about my experiences with Christian feminism, having LGBTQ faith and being a gay Christian mama. It was such a great conversation, and I think, so important to have right now! The episode airedContinue reading “Being a guest on “Blessed Are the Feminists” podcast”

Inktober 2018

It took me into November – BUT I DID THEM ALL YOU GUYS! With two kids and lotsa work, this was a flippin’ feat. All sketches done on a Moleskine sketchbook, using a mix of pentel brush pen, pigma liners, colerase pencils, pencil crayons and markers. Click to enlarge any of them to see larger.Continue reading “Inktober 2018”

My story for Dark Glass Theatre’s “Trespass”

Instructions for a life: Pay attention.  Be astonished.  Tell someone.  I grew up in a large Pentecostal church, baptized days after being born. God and Jesus were always a huge part of my life. My youth was full of Christian conventions, church summer camps and Friday night youth groups. I always believed the church wasContinue reading “My story for Dark Glass Theatre’s “Trespass””