MEANINGLESS

“Meaningless” is a zine that I have been working on this last past year. It’s going to feature a couple of comic short stories, as well as a plethora of random drawings and sketches.

“Meaningless” is essentially a recurring existential crisis that I am constantly going through in my life. It questions my art, their purpose, and my own purpose in this world. Are all these stories and drawings just meaningless dribble from someone of no importance? Or is there purpose? Do the drawings and stories act as metaphors or are they representations of milestones in my life? Rehashed childhood monster drawings, stories that may have no end, intimate conversations between a half man half cockroach and a robot, based drawings, and depressing self portraits. Being meaningless gives these works a purpose, if they were anything less they wouldn’t exist. I am meaningless and meaningless is I.

Here is one example of "Meaningless"