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Today was pretty sick. I went to USF for an open house on the graphic design program, and I think saying I was excited would be an understatement. My friends and I are going to St. Petersburg again soon and I'll have some pictures up of cool stuff I find.
I drew this today after some midterms punched my brain. The inside says "happy", and it's sending out positive energy. The detail is the connectivity one might feel when they are collected and at peace.
I'm currently working on a surreal movie for the Dali Museum's Video Competition, I'll definitely post it up here when it's done. Also, I got some positive feedback on the wire faces, I think I'm going to take a jab at some sculpture. We'll see how that goes!
So if you get bored of plain paper, which really isn't possible, but IF you get bored of plain paper, check DIS out. Core77.com has a link to a ton of different paper layouts that include perspective, graph, isometric; you know how it is. Check it out here. It's a great way to reuse the backs of papers you'd be throwing out anyway.
I'm not abouts to be throwing any old works up here, even though my conscious knows I should. Since this blog is new, I'll only pop the latest stuff up on here. Deal?
I just imagined standing behind a guy like this in line, and what would happen if I tapped him on the shoulder. Nothing extraordinary, really. He just shoots ya a "WHAT UP!" and goes back to livin' the line life. I mean, just because you have antlers doesn't mean you should be pissed about 'em. He's making light of the situation. Be honest with yourself and give the next dude you see wearin' antlers a high five of the greatest magnitude.
It reads "Conjoined twins get all the attention". No matter how much you may try to deny this one, it's true. Nothing wrong with being popular, though. At least, that's what they think. Wait until they graduate high school. No more proms, no more varsity athletics, no more cafeterias. It will be tough for these two. Respect.
My friends and I were longboarding underneath the Clearwater Bridge when I got stopped short by some old rusty wire sitting in the middle of the road. It probably fell out of a truck from the construction site next to us, or someone just threw it over the fence. Either way, my wheels got caught up, and anyone who skateboards knows that feeling just plain sucks.
Anyway, I picked up the wire and started bending it into a couple faces. I didn't want to throw it down on the ground again, that'd be re-littering, so I took it home.
The next morning on the way to some early skimboarding, I stopped under the bridge again and decided I wanted to put up my wire faces. I eventually found some old fishing line bundled and caught up on a pier, so I climbed down to snag the trash away from the water.
After a cutting couple clips of line, I headed up to the top of the bridge to hang my wire faces. As I started to tie the first knot, an older power-walker lady approached me. She was really excited about what I was doing, asked if I sold my art, and offered to buy the sculptures on the spot.
As she reached towards her fanny-pack for a wallet, I told her I'd rather just hang them, but I really appreciate the offer. "Oh I'll just take them when you leave, then!" she said. I knew she was joking, because later in the afternoon they were still hanging a good 15 feet above the popular exercise trail.
I went back exactly a week later to see if they were still up, and it turns out someone clipped them! My fishing-line knots were still on the poles, but someone stole the faces.
Someone also painted a new and extremely messy stencil of half-closed eyes on ground level. Did the X-Acto knife challenged stencil kid cut my faces down? Did a grumpy senior citizen "do their part"? Did someone take 'em home as souvenirs?
Haha, I could care less what happened to the faces. I brought awareness to the litter that is polluting our beaches by making it semi-attractive to catch more attention than if the objects were just sitting tangled on the coastline. When my wire art was stolen, it was no longer litter, and no longer a small environmental blemish that is all too often ignored. Keep our beaches clean!
Well, I figure I may as well start documenting my work online.
I'm gonna try to keep this deal deep in the underground, but we'll see how that goes. The reason I'm making one of these is because when I'm in my sketchbook, I'd rather be drawing and not writing everything on my mind. I think it will be much easier to log on, spit some stuff out, and come back to it to pick what I like and don't like.
Almost like recycling all the clutter in my brain to really discover that goooood stuff.
I like to write, too, so this will be pretty bitchin' when I start getting some creative stories going!
Anyway, until I build my own portfolio website, this is where I will post some works and what have you.
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I drew this today after some midterms punched my brain. The inside says "happy", and it's sending out positive energy. The detail is the connectivity one might feel when they are collected and at peace.
I just imagined standing behind a guy like this in line, and what would happen if I tapped him on the shoulder. Nothing extraordinary, really. He just shoots ya a "WHAT UP!" and goes back to livin' the line life. I mean, just because you have antlers doesn't mean you should be pissed about 'em. He's making light of the situation. Be honest with yourself and give the next dude you see wearin' antlers a high five of the greatest magnitude.
It reads "Conjoined twins get all the attention". No matter how much you may try to deny this one, it's true. Nothing wrong with being popular, though. At least, that's what they think. Wait until they graduate high school. No more proms, no more varsity athletics, no more cafeterias. It will be tough for these two. Respect.
The next morning on the way to some early skimboarding, I stopped under the bridge again and decided I wanted to put up my wire faces. I eventually found some old fishing line bundled and caught up on a pier, so I climbed down to snag the trash away from the water.
After a cutting couple clips of line, I headed up to the top of the bridge to hang my wire faces. As I started to tie the first knot, an older power-walker lady approached me. She was really excited about what I was doing, asked if I sold my art, and offered to buy the sculptures on the spot.
As she reached towards her fanny-pack for a wallet, I told her I'd rather just hang them, but I really appreciate the offer. "Oh I'll just take them when you leave, then!" she said. I knew she was joking, because later in the afternoon they were still hanging a good 15 feet above the popular exercise trail.
I went back exactly a week later to see if they were still up, and it turns out someone clipped them! My fishing-line knots were still on the poles, but someone stole the faces.
Someone also painted a new and extremely messy stencil of half-closed eyes on ground level. Did the X-Acto knife challenged stencil kid cut my faces down? Did a grumpy senior citizen "do their part"? Did someone take 'em home as souvenirs?
Haha, I could care less what happened to the faces. I brought awareness to the litter that is polluting our beaches by making it semi-attractive to catch more attention than if the objects were just sitting tangled on the coastline. When my wire art was stolen, it was no longer litter, and no longer a small environmental blemish that is all too often ignored. Keep our beaches clean!
