SON OF A BITCH

CIABATTA.

Gah, I need to update after my CSSSA status. I'll be doing that soon. With a full post with a ton of pics. YEAH.

I felt like drawing tall people

It's almost CSSSA time.


Don't move to Northern California. It's cold. All the time.

Breaking in the blogger.

How do you create a piece of sad or tragic art?

As simple as the question sounds, it's much harder to deal with in front of a canvas.
I want to express some form of sadness and apathy - but it just won't translate onto matter. Not even into writing...

Is it possible to express these feelings truely? To it's extremes?



Maybe. But I can't find it.

This guy rocks the frisbees.

(Royal Tenenbaums, The Terminal)

http://www.marriedtothesea.com/

Gestures!

I haven't attended figure drawing since February. Man, it's nice.

Charcoal pencil and I have now declared our love for each other. We've set our date: May of '08

Charcoal just didn't satisfy me enough. But if charcoal pencil runs out of lead...I don't know what to do - I just might go back out with charcoal.
Charcoal was sweet.
Very nice.

Charcoal pencil is just more...sweet.























































































































You know the first time I told people that I went to go draw naked people every Tuesday and Thursday...faces weren't straight. People cringe at the sight of the nakeds. Then they get a bit more curious and ask,
"So...they just...stand there? For you?"

"Yup. 5 bux a night."

It's prostitution with an invisible glass in front and a hand full of media to pass the time.

"Can I come?"

"Are you gonna draw?"

"No."

I forgot to mention, some of these people are my friends.

Flight of the Concords

= hilarious.

WIP

So I caught a Frazetta documentary on IFC the other day and I thought I would start drawing some form of macabre.

Ugly Babies and Jack In the Box

I'm starting anew. I've removed all the art from the time before. This blog is going to be documenting anything and everything from now on. I've graduated and I'm on my way to Valencia. Maybe.

This "vlog" will be my diary.