I tend to use my phone a lot, my wife will tell you. Some days it gets a little out of control and it doesn’t leave my face, other times I’m just checking e-mail or looking up something to pass the time. The funny part is I actively try and live in the moment and not try and spend time on my phone, it just inevitably happens. It’s hard to live without our phones anymore.
I saw a post reddit, where the chalk board writing outside a bar said “farts are just the ghosts of food we’ve eaten”. Brilliant, I thought it was perfect for me always illustrating the life and death of food characters. This fit with the 1940’s diner art like I’ve done before, and the grossness of farting contrasts well with the cheery characters and how happy the food ghosts are to have been killed and processed by the trenchcoat man’s ass.