My friend Eva spotted these sugar bears in the LA Times and went on a quest to buy them at a lil' Tokyo bakery. I left mine in my car overnight and discovered this horrific scene. Decapitation.
Today was the launch party for the latest issue of Mammut Magazine. It was held at one of my favorite spots, the La Brea Tar Pits. The latest issue is dedicated to exploring Megafauna, or in other words LARGE MAMMALS, with a focus on the Pleistocene era. And who is synonymous with large mammals from the Pleistocene are? Sloth Bear is.
Ayana and Moritz made it out to support a sistah. She's showcasing my article and illustrations on what is what like for the Sloth Bears during the Gold Rush of 1849.
Felt it was necessary to offer up my "New Moon" copy and my Yak mask to the Ground Sloth statue to show my appreciation, and give thanks for all the creative inspiration I've received throughout the years. Also, if you are in the La Brea Tar Pits area and you're hurtin' for some sweet Edward Cullen vampire love, race on down and scoop that shit... before you have to rip it out of the hands of some tweeny-bopper. RUN!