Searching the corners of my brain, I’ve created images everywhere. In those moments, I’ve looked to capture real and honest emotions. The culmination of this search led to only one thing: men on bread. Strange as it sounds, drawing them became the most honest reflection of what I was feeling -sitting, weeping, triumphing, drifting and sometimes just… loafing. 

I hope these toasty little guys open a window in you too, maybe even a sliding one, slightly ajar, just enough to let the weird in.