Look, I love Murder She Wrote as much as the next bored 20-something, but somehow, this was always a bad tshirt idea. I won’t say whose bad idea it was. You know who you are.

Here is a cartoon I tried to submit to The New Yorker.  It looks too typical of a New Yorker cartoon, not daring enough, so it was rejected.  But I’m proud of it anyways because I made the joke up all by myself.

Okay, so this wasn’t actually rejected.  It’s just some unfinished storyboard art I did over a year ago, so really, the project was rejected by my patience.

the great thing about rejected art is that now I have a whole bunch of half-finished art lying around.

this was for a Band t-shirt, white-on-white, that was rejected by a jury of my younger, less awesome peers. Just kidding — it simply was too expensive to print.