Covers for an ongoing self-published series of stories I’ve been releasing sporadically since 2014. All cover art and design is vector work executed almost entirely in Illustrator and I produced original illustration for half the covers.
I joined Shimmer magazine as Creative Director to move them from a primarily print publication to all-digital. To that end, I redesigned the magazine’s logo and identity, redesigned and built a new web site, and redesigned the e-versions of the magazine and produced the magazine.
“Sometimes I Think If I Stand By the Phone It May Ring” Horror, 2011 What do you do when the apocalypse interrupts your day off? Watch it happen online, what else. Apocalypse is grandiose–sound and thunder and a Bruckheimerian shattering of worlds–but its impact is ultimately measured intimately. Human by human we cope with what befalls our loved ones …
“Shame On You” Horror, 2011 A display screen with proportions set to the golden ratio, emitting blue light, pumping a soft byte cascade into your retinas. A pleasing grid, an intuitive interface, a warm and welcoming portal to everything that is pleasing and good. It is just you and the rectangle. You choose. You tailor. What you fill this …
From Robert N. Lee, these are the worlds of 666ties, a genre-melting, history-hashing year by year backwards trip through ten different nineteen-sixties that never were.
1969. The freewheeling, mind-opening sixties are disappearing down the throat of a vortex of hardlined isms, and in the land of manmade paradises, unmade paradises, and things you don’t talk about, the Ad Man is just doing his thing, man, wow, doing his Ad Thing, mesmerizing you into thinking you belong, or thinking you stand out, whatever it is you’re after, man. What’s everybody after?
Switch sides. Reverse playback. Helen AmeriKKKa’s new record is dropping.
Finally, utterly failing at life on every level has got to feel like the end of the world. Right?
Phil Dick wonders how it’s going to feel.
444ties is total filth with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. It will rot your mind and corrupt your soul. Nobody who has ever said “Don’t get me wrong, I have a great sense of humor” will find it funny in the slightest. It should probably be banned from life because The Children.