Features and Published Works
- Freshmen Magazine, 2002, illustration for story Chemistry
- Solanas Online – Issue 2, 2003, Drub Coloring Book
- Instigator Magazine – 2/15/04 – Featured Artist
- Blue Magazine, Issue 52 – 9/01/04 – Featured Artist
- 'Turnover:, Malware ed. AIDS Project Los Angeles: The Institute for Gay Men’s Health, 2005, ISBN 0-9759225-4-8
- BuzzcockNYC Monthly Party, 8/31/06 – New York City, poster art
- Best Gay Erotica 2007, Welcome Back Fuck ed. Richard Labonte, written Dale Lazarov, art by Drub, 2007, ISBN 1-57344-260-7
- Hard To Swallow Comics #3, Dem Bones All Thumbs Press/Marginalized Publications, 2007, ISBN 978-0-9778011-2-1
- Best Erotic Comics 2009, Dem Bones ed. Greta Christina, Last Gasp, 2009, ISBN 0-86719-711-0
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