October 5, 1999: scrawlings

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without a huge computer on my desk, i've noticed that you can use the extra room to take advantage of this stylis type device called a pencil, to do this non-electronic form of art called, drawing. yes indeed, this is what i've been doing between all my incredibly arduous classes, weekend long partying, and fleeting romanticizing. actually, i've started drawing alot cause i'm incredibly bored. i don't drink and it helps my little noggin in coping with that girl i left in connecticut that i still think about an unhealthy amount of time. but here's some stuff from the sketch book. click the link to open up a window with the drawing, i'm too lazy to make thumbnails, click the image to close.

my new shoes
the second day i got to colorado, my left shoe just seriously died. it split in half right before the big toe, destroying the water proof integrity of the design and making walking quite hazardous. so i had to buy new shoes, and skate shoes are such a rip - off and i hate spending money for things like this. i called this "my new shoes" even tho i only drew one. go figure. did i mention i'm not taking a math class this semester? and i'm a computer programmer? eesh.

skull
something little that was in an archeology mag. i probably should have been studying for that anthropology exam in the time it took to make this. the monday of the exam, i came in all bubbly and happy, skipping and singing to myslef "yeah, monday, anthropology, doot doot," and saw all 500 students in the class in a nervous twitch, trying to swallow their downloaded class notes. great start of the week, really.

mustard
this was copied from a bottle my roomate bought at a hardware store to keep his pencils in. we plan to make and sell t-shirts of this dame.

taxi driver
working on my shading, faces are hard to draw, i'm thinkin bout geating a mohawk..

alex
alex from the clockwork orange, looking all inoccent, but still having that glimmer of " i'm gonna kill you once you go off to bed from being all fagged shagged and hagged from a night of ultraviolence." creepy.

gosh there's so much more in the sketch book, but i don't have easy access to a scanner now, and i was just approved for an apple loan, so that recently discovered desk of mine might just filled up again with circuit boards and trinitron displays.. until next semesters drawing classes.

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