Dried Sponge: Familiar Faces V.II

What started out as innocent fun with no expectation of any serious consequences ended in a terrible quietness.

The Transmogrification of Mickey B. Hughmen: Familiar Faces V. I

Here is another group of drawings from Scott Rideout's series, "The Trap." The winding path, the twisting and turning route that ends in ultimate change. What might start in the impeccable tracts of the suburbs and end in the halls of ultimate psychic rebirth could leave its footprint on any number of surfaces. To fill in some of the blanks click here.

Joey, Chandler, Ross, A Monkey

This is what happens when people stop being nice and start getting real weird. Knowing someone well is no guarantee that they will be the same person after living in close quarters with them. But how far is too far? What happens when the scab collection comes out at parties? What happens when you find a nanny-cam in your shampoo bottle? What happens when you wake up and your fingernails have been switched with your toenails in your sleep? When is the last straw? Sure, you can jam out and chew the fat just fine during the normal hours of the day, discussing books and magazines, the weather, golf statistics, but during the twilight hours a sick feeling begins to fill your guts. Your brain begins to swell under your skull, you just can't take it anymore!

During The Fight

Before the fight no one knew what would happen. After the fight no one knew what happened.

Theatah!

Entertainment! Distraction! Auto-Pilot! If the world is a stage and we are merely players, where are our royalties, where is our trailer, and where is our caramel macchiato?

But does it grow on trees?

In a time of diminishing resources, when the sun is blotted out by an evil conglomerate, and the ocean is being turned into chicken soup, when the only prayer that will save you is no prayer, and there is no where left for humans to run except out of time, Thoroughbred Publishing brings us the tale of one human who will risk it all to save the only other human who is worth a damn. A story of hope in a hopeless time, a time of corruption and singing chowderheads, in which everything will be consumed or we wont get any dessert.