Summer 2019, as the “Storm Area 51” memes took over the Internet, and a celebration in the middle of the Nevada desert emerged, I booked a van for @taylorcmcintosh and me to spend a week filming this Internet hoax as it manifested in real life. I reached out to some of the most talented people I know to contribute to this project, and the resulting film is as strange, gorgeous, and transcendent as the time we had out there. Exactly one year after it was shot, VISITORS will premiere on @vimeo tomorrow. I look forward to sharing it and unpacking it together. 🛸👽🖖
DP: @taylorcmcintosh
Edit: @nicobovat
Color: @_derekhansen
Music: @jmelanson
Mix/Sound Design: @gr4vedancer
Poster: @vin_ton
Copy: @jesseboykinkimmel
When my Uncle George was diagnosed with terminal cancer earlier this year, he asked for no funeral. Instead, we put up his first-ever art show to celebrate his life’s work of drawings, cartoons, and portraits.
I wrote way more than Instagram will allow about this special day on my Substack.
Spent the last week in Tuscany with my mom eating, drinking, laughing, and crying together. Our first trip just the two of us in many, many years and one I’ll remember forever.
This dick pic innuendo campaign I did for TickPick is some of my best commercial work, and I’m an idiot for not sharing it sooner, especially considering it’s probably reached the largest audience of anything I’ve made.
The campaign, which I directed and wrote alongside @chimington@oakshades and @gunna1oo has performed so well that TP has kept it running for years and even played “Golf” during this year’s Super Bowl stream on Tubi.
The only spot that hasn’t done well is “Hot Dog Stand” which always struggles to pass censorship rules. Too much dick.
Been on a journey since the last time I was on here.
Six months ago, what I thought was a kink in my neck turned into the most debilitating injury of my life. I couldn’t walk. I couldn’t sleep. And I started to fear I might never recover. Then I found a book that reframed everything I thought I knew about pain and forced me to reckon with a childhood trauma I didn’t know I was still carrying.
Read more on my Substack.
