
One view of Amsterdam, a handful of Photoshop filters… and you have a family-friendly acid trip!

Or, maybe this is better…


One view of Amsterdam, a handful of Photoshop filters… and you have a family-friendly acid trip!

Or, maybe this is better…


Whatever you think of this contemptible walking pumpkin, you have to admit that if he had been born a woman, this is an accurate portrayal of how he would do his makeup. It matches perfectly with the huge towers with his name on them… and the gold toilets.

I just noticed that if you removed the makeup from both of them, their features are startlingly similar. I guess that explains why tRump loves her. Now can somebody explain why… oh… wait… the money… right.

I had to do another one, because it is funnier to do a romance novel cover with an actual title on it. Also, I am rather fond of that particular author. Nobody does romance novels like that guy.

Yeah, once again, I’m sorry about all this, but the crack squirrels in my head do what the crack squirrels in my head do.


Color is such a big part of life, and yet it isn’t really important. Being color blind isn’t really a handicap, is it? But, as an artist, I can’t imagine life without color.


I know, I am creeping me out too.

There is nothing about that that doesn’t crack me up.

Hey, he started it. He tried to portray himself as a pure, innocent figure. I just decided to take that one step further. Sure, I could have made him a choir boy, but this isn’t a porn site for creepy priests. I also like the long neck. More room for him to give himself enough rope to hang himself with. I have another picture of him on the way, and his face, in both of these, are from photos taken while he testified… about how pure and innocent he is.