Thursday, May 7, 2020

The White Fauness

Here's an early original sketchbook pencil drawing that I did years ago named the White Fauness.
I just recently used this character in my new pandemic binge painting entitled "Assimilation of the Mythological". My inspiration for it came immediately after becoming horrified while listening to an extremely emotional and self righteously proud evangelistic lady giving a presentation of a recording of young native American children that had been stripped of their culture singing "What a Friend We Have In Jesus.

You can view the completed painting along with my other work at
Giclee prints are also available.

Thursday, November 9, 2017

Thursday, January 26, 2017


 I thought it might be fun to build a musical instrument.  I decided to design my own concoction comprised of a cigar box guitar body, hurdy gurdy wheel crank, mountain dulcimer fret scale, tenor banjo neck, and 3/4 scale cello strings.  In the tradition of the great hurdy gurdy luthiers of antiquity I carved a face (my wife Martha) on the tuning head stock.  I worked sporadically on it whenever inspired between sculpting animated film maquettes.  I really enjoyed the intuitional process of designing it as I built it.  I even decided to add an internal auxilary soundboard for extra tone and volume.  On the bittersweet day of completion I tuned up the three cello strings to an open C, turned the crank handle, and discovered that it actually worked!

Monday, October 24, 2016


My Musical Soundcloud Adventure

For a sample of my strange little compositions that play on the radio in my mind click this link.

Monday, September 12, 2016

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Up Side Down

48"X 24" oil on canvas

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Broken Nose

After sculpting for months on an animated feature film it's extremely comforting to return home to the familiar universe that I've been creating since childhood.

Thursday, July 11, 2013


This is a detail shot of a sculpture that I created in Super Sculpey as light and shadow reference for an oil painting that I'm working on.

Thursday, February 16, 2012


My sketch of the stylish artist George Hayns. As Head of Puppet Fabrication at Laika she was my boss while sculpting on Coraline and ParaNorman.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011


My career as a sculptor began in the 1980s taking commissions from an art gallery that specialized in woodcarvings. Carving wood was kind of like training for clay sculpting while wearing wrist weights.

Friday, July 8, 2011


Chillin' by the lake showin' off some new ink.


A sketch that I sculpted and painted yesterday. It's always interesting to just let go and learn from the happy accidents that occur when working fast.
I was inspired to paint her skin similar to the Metropolitan Museum of Art's eighteenth-century Neapolitan Christmas tree angels.

Monday, June 20, 2011

The Sculptor

I was asked to supply a photograph of myself for the MoMA Pixar : 20 Years of Animation exhibit in 2005. I thought that it would be fun to sculpt a self portrait and submit a photo of it instead.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011


Tempus fugit! Here's a caricature sketch of my daughter Nellie that I painted when she was six.

Thursday, March 3, 2011


When I was thirteen my Aunt Nancy worked at a big printing company and would sometimes bring me large scraps of paper. I didn't have any real art supplies so I would draw with my dad's ballpoint pens. I loved drawing... but not the drawings, so when I was finished I would always throw them away. When my mom saw this dragon she liked it well enough to rescue it from the trash and even enter it in a community art contest four years later. I always hated games and contests and so my parents had to force me to go and collect the first prize. I remember being completely embarrassed by what to me was now this "little kid" drawing. I was by then an adult high school student after all. I must admit that I was thrilled though when I found out about the $50.00 worth of art supplies that were part of my winnings. We didn't have art classes at our school and I remember carefully trying to figure out how they all worked. I always wanted to use them sparingly so that they might last me until I was old enough to buy more.

This is one of only a few surviving pieces of my childhood art found stored away in a box that my mother had saved for me until she passed away in 2002.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010