It’s Summer dammit!

I like inclement weather. The closer I physically get to the fog-shrouded coast the more chipper becomes my demeanor. But this is nuts. It’s frickin’ May, it’s flippin’ California and it hasn’t gotten above 68 for weeks. My cats are velcroed to the bed. I’m wearing a sweater as we speak. I know this qualifies as a heat wave in god-forsaken zip codes like Minnesota but we Cali types prefer we stow our sweatshirts sometime around tax day and retrieve them around Halloween.

So just in the nick, a client needed an illustration for a concert extolling the virtues of Summer. Might be over the top. But I’m cold dammit.


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