Thursday, September 29, 2011

Tiny bagels, tiny pants

My friend Yonatan, who lives in Tel Aviv, made these for me for my birthday:

It's a pair of tiny jeans to wear on my fingers, and a bag of tiny bagels, which he ACTUALLY BAKED!! And he MADE that tiny paper bag that is an EXACT replica of a real one! Beautiful. Definitely the greatest present I've ever gotten. Thanks Yona. Love you.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011


I love donuts. It's the season of cider donuts. Have you ever had one? Because they're amazing.


Friday, September 23, 2011

Thursday, September 22, 2011



Chaz and I just set up the drum set in the studio. OMG is this paradise?

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Monday, September 19, 2011

Freddy's not so interesting today


Freddy's not so interesting today



Hi, it's Monday.

Some things, you might have noticed, I have a website now! Thanks to Charles Forsman. I'm still working on it, but you can see a lot of things, some new comics that you might not have read...

And guess who is number one on Dan Kois's "Great New Comics About Being a Kid, in Order of Sweetness"? In New York Magazine?


Sunday, September 18, 2011



Today I saw two grasshoppers doin' it. And a huge mystery bird in the woods. The other day I caught a frog, and we heard an owl, and I found a monarch caterpillar about to make a cocoon, which I gave to my mom to take to her pre-school classroom. Man. I love nature.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

SPX/Dylan Williams/Cartoonist Love

Chuck and I are back from SPX, in the house we live in, which is my mom's house in the woods of Western Mass, in the town of Hancock. This is the house I grew up in, which is weird and wonderful at the same time. It's kind of a magical place, like Moominland in some ways, and I feel really lucky to be here. It's the place where I went to elementary school, with 5 kids in my class, and where my sister and I made fairy houses in the woods, and searched for salamanders, and where I spent a lot of time in the forest by myself, imagining that I'd live there someday.

SPX was both wonderful and awful this year, wonderful because I made some new incredible friends, and got to spend quality time with old ones, but awful because the comics community lost someone who was a vital presence: Dylan Williams of Sparkplug Comic Books.

I didn't know Dylan personally, but you can read some amazing writing by people that did know him well here. I do know that the work he did impacts everyone who self-publishes, and everyone who is trying to make it as a cartoonist today. It's the people like him, and Annie Koyama of Koyama Press, and Secret Acres, and other small publishers and individuals, who give cartoonists hope that the work they are doing is valid and important, and that it deserves to be shared and read.

Something about this weekend also made me think a lot about this community that I've become a part of, and how it's so different from other arts communities. I've been trying to figure out really why it's so it because it's such a new medium, and we're all still struggling together to make it seem legit? Or because cartoonists in general are a certain type of person?

In the end I don't think it's important to figure out exactly why this group of people feels so special to me, and why I feel so supported and comfortable and such love for everyone in it. I mean, like any community of people, there's gossip and cliques and all that b.s. (And in some ways I think it's even worse with us because it's such a small group of people).

But beyond that, when something like Dylan's passing happens, the amount of support from other cartoonists is amazing. I've found that cartoonists are in general some of the most genuine, honest, and generous people I know. Maybe it's because we're storytellers as well as artists? Or because we're so self-deprecating, and at times way too humble for our own good?

Anyway, if you have time, read some of the other responses to Dylan's death. It makes me sad and gives me strength at the same time, to know how much his life and work affected so many people. Now it's time to take that leap that I've been so afraid of lately, to go out to the studio and do some work that I care about, because I love it, and I have to.

Thursday, September 8, 2011


It's not every day FedEx Freight comes to 3611 Hancock Road.


1000 books!

All the way from Winnipeg where they were fabulously printed by Prolific Graphics! A million thanks to Chris Young. He is a true professional.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Holy Crab

They're heeeere AAAAAH

The first box anyway. The rest get here on Thursday!...they look beautiful. I got them printed in Canada, at Prolific, and they did a fabulous job...made it so easy for me.


See you at SPX!!