Saturday, October 31, 2009

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Monday, October 26, 2009


I always liked how Jeff arranged pictures. This picture of my bedroom was my first attempt to imitate him. You can see his on my monitor, which I just noticed, and laughed at.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

cozy

I thought the outside of our house was pretty forbidding and you can't even see the barbed fence.

But I've rarely been such a frequent and proud host before.

Friday, October 23, 2009

New Robin

Uh oh. So the actor who was playing Robin in "Becoming a Hipster" has left the show (in other words I lost him. He might be under the couch). So this is to introduce the new actor, I hope that he meets approval.
Maybe this is a good chance to give him a bit more background. So Robin's about eighteen and even though he's a hip smart privileged white guy he's really insecure and shy. It might be because of his immigrant background or the fact that he's a closeted homosexual. In any case he has a transparently awkward laugh and a mean streak, which makes him mysteriously sexy to Cheng, the narrator.
*New Robin's hair was styled by Colin Wren.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

100 Butches #38

I had the honour of having this one published in afterellen.com so you might have seen it before. But it's one of my favourites because so many people have said - that's a familiar kind of suffering. Whoa! intense.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

100 Butches #34


This is the last one I drew for the book.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009


This is our entrance and my roommate. Sometimes i hate it here, because the landlord neglects it, there's a carpet of garbage and spit, bikes get stolen, doors pile up without hinges and my mother calls it the "gay ghetto." Sometimes I love it though, when my friends stand smoking on the fire escape, when the nine year olds call my name, and when I look upwards, it's kind of beautiful.

Monday, October 19, 2009

The Illustrated Judith Butler


How about this one? Illustrating the classics? I liked this layout but I would rearrange the text placement.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

The Illustrated Sarah Ahmed

I was asked to draw a strip about queerness. This was my very literal pitch - to illustrate a great queer textbook.
1. Is that cheesy? 2. Is this anecdotal concept too obvious? 3. Would you like to see more of these..?

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Sharon Lois and Bram

This is for the current issue of Capital Xtra.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Qlay : a queer clay love story.





Qlay : the queer clay comic

I guess I was having one of those days. I had planned to get tons of things done, but I opened facebook. I swear I had a reason. There was something important and quick I was supposed to do in there. But I forgot what it was somewhere halfway down the newsfeed, and one thing led to another, and then suddenly I was inside my ex-girlfriend's photos. I sat in there for a nauseously long time as the minutes just slipped past.

It went downhill from there. You know, where you just wander aimlessly into the kitchen and stand there with the fridge door open. Which doesn't really cheer you up, because as usual you don't have anything in there that you could describe as "food." And then you get seized with the idea that nothing would be better than mayonnaise by itself on bread.
One of those days where mayonnaise seems like your best friend.
And then the beer cheered me up a little.

And then some blueberries to be healthy. I wondered, how many makes up "five servings a day"? Five handfulls? That's a lot of blueberries.
And then a sweet flavour to end with.
Which would have been a nice meal on a different day. A day that didn't feel wasted, a day that didn't ache with mortality, a day when I hadn't found pictures of her new girlfriend. A day when it didn't seem like my only friend was mayonnaise.
As it was, I decided to also befriend 3 litres of ice cream.

Monday, October 5, 2009


I rarely draw freehand but my wise friend Dave pointed out that that's the best way to tell a story. I think he's right. Here's a freehand story about Degane. We were in a Montreal restaurant eating four kinds of poutine after the Push It art gallery. It was a very happy evening, and it showed in everyone's faces.