It’s been an intense “weekend” of camping at a hotel, shooting two models, dressing up [wore these], running downtown to the Hive for the reception [lovely surprise: ran into my mom and Q], finally eating, collapsing into hotel bed back in Hollywood, only to wake up at 7 to shoot again. Very tired, but I did have excellent French toast croissant at Grub with Ross and The D a few hours ago. Wee Micron peacefully slumbers at my feet, exhausted by earlier “welcome home” frolicking. Good.

Below, a low res web version of the filthy piece I drew for the Beerotica show at the Hive gallery. Sold last night at the reception, but I may offer a small print run in the future.