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Westcoastwards

seaheff — Wed, 19 Sep 2012 05:18:07 +0000

The first piece in a series of drawings I did while driving across country this month.

This was the house we lived at in Newburyport. Really busted place, but it had some mysterious charm that I can’t help but miss.

From here, I headed west to Pennsylvania.

The Rider.

seaheff — Mon, 23 Jul 2012 21:46:06 +0000

I’m sure after the announcement of a new baby and months of no posts at all you’d expect at least a nice sketch of Fiona breastfeeding or something cute like that. But no, I give you this instead.

Pugburger

seaheff — Thu, 17 May 2012 22:12:50 +0000

Amazing thing, the collective consciousness. I did this a while back for Alex Cahill, and just came across a slightly different version on a t-shirt.

Book signing at Modern Myths on Patriots Day.

seaheff — Wed, 04 Apr 2012 13:51:06 +0000

The lovely folks at Modern Myths are having a signing and discussion of Freedom No. 1. Come on down to Northampton if you can make it, and we’ll talk mythology, revolution, alt-history and of course the craft of comics.

WHERE:
Modern Myths
34 Bridge Street #4
Northampton, MA 01060

WHEN:
April 16th (Patriots Day!) at 7 PM

Fiona sleeps

seaheff — Sun, 18 Mar 2012 19:42:37 +0000

A little nap gave me the chance I’ve been waiting for. Painted with Brushes on the iPhone.

Goodbye Moebius, and thank you.

seaheff — Mon, 12 Mar 2012 00:16:00 +0000

Welcome to the world, baby.

seaheff — Fri, 09 Mar 2012 17:41:51 +0000

Hey all, lots of blog silence lately… and here be the reason why:

Fiona Foster Heffernan, born February 18th at 7:01 AM. She is my new life. There will be many more Fiona drawings to come, but I wanted to throw this little nugget out there. From her second outing into the real world.

The hour is nigh.

seaheff — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 11:53:14 +0000

Our baby’s going to be here any day now.

Mr. Big Trouble

seaheff — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 12:37:26 +0000

A panel from Freedom No. 2.

Bro-day.

seaheff — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 01:03:58 +0000

Today is my little-big brother’s birthday. When I think of our life growing up together, this is what I remember (although I’m sure he has a totally different perspective than I do):

Happy birthday, my brother!