Dinosaur, Scarf Sculpture, Virgin, Chicken
September 14, 2010, 6:14 pm
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I haven’t updated this thing in hot minute.

Here are some pictures.


I found this dinosaur outside.


This is a sculpture Victor and I made in Sculpture class.







I made the scarf.






Herre’s my WIP painting. Our Lady of Electrical Rodents.





And here’s me with a chicken.


Thesius WIP
August 22, 2010, 1:18 pm
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Inspired by Threading Stone, a book of poetry by a professor I admire.

More updates soon.

Summer Art Projects

Been working high speed on lots of things since I returned to Columbus.

But first, here’s a few pictures of my new Rankin room.







Couple little hats I made while watching 30 Rock on Netflix. By the way, it’s a great show and totes worth the eight buck I reckon.


Big gray scar I’m making for myself. Hello Captain Picard!


I really love the yarn I used for this hat. It’s all one color and very inexpensive 😀



Little painting I did for fun of a Raichu smoking a cigarette.


Sorry the images aren’t clearer.


Not sure about how I feel about this thing. I want to play with the idea some more, but it felt good to play with ink again on a larger scale.


And now, the Big Thing I’m Working On:


Woo! Imperial Star Destroyer!


It’s on a bit of wood I rescued from the theater’s woodshop. It came with all the purple and splatters already on it.


Here’s the original line drawing. I covered the back with charcoal and then set it down on the wood and beared down really hard on the pen to make a transfer.


It’s definitely a work in progress. I want to go in later and add all the weird little details and things that stick out.

And here’s my work area:


Oh, Ira. You sad, wonderful man.

Anyway, so that’s what’s going on with me. HOW ARE YOU?

Remember, Bad Things Happen To Good People
April 14, 2010, 11:57 pm
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Today I learned that my mother intentionally claimed me as a dependant on her taxes even though I no longer live with her. She did this knowing my money would end up with her. She believes it’s her right as my mother to take advantage of me when it can be financially profitable. It’s no surprise that I’m extremely upset, and honestly, very very hurt to be treated like this.


Riding home from a friends house I saw BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE on a sign outside of a used car lot. The sign went on to talk about being approve regardless of your credit, but I only really got something from the first part.


I don’t mean to make some huge claim that I’m a GOOD PERSON. But sometimes it’s reassuring to think that we might not deserve all the shit that can happen to us.


Go ahead and listen to this:

New Work
April 7, 2010, 10:19 pm
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These two paintings are my spare time things from this semester.


Saint Valentine’s Octopus


The Death Rattle of The Snorlax



Moon Rise (unfinished)
May 15, 2009, 4:30 pm
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What other elements does this neeeeeeeeeeeed?

Larger size here.

Uncanny Recount (?!)

Oh man. I really gotta try to keep up dudes…

So, school year’s runnin’ down and I’m BUSY BUSY BUSY. But with good things! Promise!

I’m currently flirting with a particular college here in Georgia. It likes me, I like it and hey, I know this particular university lives a little far away but I’m willing to travel if you know what I mean…

And what I mean is that I’m am literally willing to travel. To this college.

It’s hard really. To keep a blog and a journal. Because I have a journal. A real journal, with paper and ink and a book mark built into it.

Good advice I think... on the cover there.

Good advice I think... on the cover there.

Built in bookmark FTW

Built in bookmark FTW

Sometimes blogging feel so ephemeral. Like, by writing something down in a book it really is saved forever. A real autobiography. I mean, over the course of my years I’ve filled up a good many journals.

from December 25, 2002 to April 23, 2009

from December 25, 2002 to April 23, 2009

My first journal entry ever was written in what I considered very fancy Middle Earth talk (which in my twelve year old mind meant using the words “recount” and “uncanny” a lot) about how awesome Metroid Fusion is.

My recent one was a very vague mentioning about my car wreck and my desire to do a triptych featuring kissing and lines from Romeo & Juliet. How not as exciting.

But, reading through my old journals from sixteen to seventeen to eighteen I realizee I was a very romantic boy, very disinterested in sex and very lonely. I saw the whole of gay society as being dominated by meaningless sex and superficial materialistic values. Which, it pretty much is, but now I know that there are a few others out there like me. Men who want what throbs in the ribs rather than what throbs in the pants, who want forehead kisses more than blow jobs. Men who don’t see the world and as a giant bus station who’s job  it is to transport pleasure to them.

Still, there are few.  But I’m proud to have self control and mastery over my desires. I value serenity and hard work over immediate, flimsy pleasure and empty materialism.  I think I’m far more Buddist than I’ll ever be willing to admit.

That’s probably something that needs to get recorded into my real journal.

It’s funny. I sort of have this idea that in the future people will find my journals and try to put together who I was. Or maybe I’ll go through them and use them to write a memoir. Augustan Burroughs style.

Oh well, in Art News (which I know is pretty much all you people actually care about reading about) I’m working on a series of paintings/mixed media projects interpreting Leaves of Grass through mythical symbols or something like that. You’ve already seen one of these paintings. However not in its completed state.

More to come.


P.S. Hi everyone who’s come over from Letnaturebe! Rather surprised you’ve migrated (of course not really migrated, I couldn’t stop reading LNB if I wanted to!) but I’m glad you’re here! 🙂