Posted in Sketchy, tagged exciting, graphite, Japanese, marker, pen, pudding, sexy, Sketch on July 8, 2009| Leave a Comment »
The elder warrior child Kimu Chan has a soft spot for tapioca pudding and death.
I drew this and realized how many Paul elements are present. Not only because I used Japanese and Paul is Japanese-American. Also (and here is were the depth comes in) because of my subject matter: ladies who deliver death. Paul loves that shit. That is Paul to a t! Thank you Paul for your never ending inspiration. I’m still winning, you bastard.
Posted in Sketchy, tagged exciting, vomit on July 1, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Yep. I changed around the site a bit, surprising the 3 viewers I offend daily. This format seems more practical as it allows for automatic archiving. It also creates a one-stop shop for you, the viewer, to feel horrible about the future of today’s youth, e.g. me, by me vomiting my daily nonesense directly onto the front page. No rummaging around in the search for where I tossed my cookies. Its not in your shoes (I’m still storry about that Strom), its not under your coffee table or behind your couch. Its right on your face, allowing for quick and easy clean up! You’ll thank me later. Trust me.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged duct tape, exciting, flannel, hip hop, love!, pen, photoshop, profanity, Sketch, Toledo, typography on June 29, 2009| 1 Comment »
I have recently found an intimate connection with will.i.am’s “I got it from my mama,” the hit single on his 2007 album “Songs About Girls.” About me? I’m a girl! Maybe that explains the connection. Or I forgot to release the “mute” button. Either way, a brilliant lyricist and inspiration to us all, will.i.am’s tune asks, “baby, where’d you get that body from? Tell me, where’d you get that body from?” Its a bit more complex than will.i.am makes it out to be and I can only blame a poorly funded primary and secondary public education system in Brazil for spitting out generations of beach babes who think they were delivered via storkes. Nonetheless, it makes for catchy song: far more important than accuracy of information. Even I thought about throwing on a bikini and dancing on the beach called my rooftop in Jersey City. Hot. And smoggy.
I wanted to take the song deeper, if thats at all possible, by reflecting on my physical features, talents, and personality traits that are in the likes of my mama. We are both tall. We both like antiques. We write in a similar fashion. And then I had it. I know what it is. What all the guys were asking me in Toledo during high school with my awkward smile, my out of proportion flannel-wearing body and my mad Risk and Magic the Gathering skillz. The one thing, among many, that made them think “oh, maybe at our fifteen-year reunion I’ll ask her out if I’m not already married. Please god be married by then.”
Any producer who wants it, its yours. I won’t even collect royalties on it. Just doing it for the people, out of the goodness of my heart.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged boring, exciting, pen, Sketch, typography on June 25, 2009| Leave a Comment »
I think these sketches are pretty straight forward as to what I was thinking about and experiencing that day. There was a point in my life when hand-drawn type fascinated me. I can distinctly remember sketching in New Orleans when I was there doing post-Katrina work in the spring of 2006. Typography is something I would like to rediscover and try my hand at again. p.s. This is the second time today I have heard “Sexual Healing.” Completely different places. The only common denominator: me. Coincidence? Oh, I think not.
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