My dentist once told me my bite shape was odd. "Strange teeth!" Currently, I reside quite insouciantly in a haze-world of quiet peculiarity and incessant imaginings. The pen and pencil, ink and tablet characters that emerge are a by-product, tiptoeing inside my brain and whispering, "Make my blood real." As my own teeth mark upon skin, I present here my work in the hopes that it too will leave its own strange and curious imprint upon you.
My personal sketchblog, often updated: strangeteethillustration.tumblr.com