This coffee tastes like it came out of an oil derrick.

Printmaking photos - xposted

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 03:27:59 GMT

To celebrate a day of clear skies, Jessie and I decided to do some printmaking. On a slightly larger scale of course (construction machinery anyone?)

We can art and so are you

First, lay out your Serial Killer Grade plastic wrap (5mm)

Wait. You have all your supplies, right? House paint, string, rope, wire and other textures are a good start.

Oh, you do have a steamroller right? Okay good. Just checking.

Splatter down your paint. Drizzle, flick, smear, whatever.

Texture time! Throw down the wire, string and miscellany. Do it dry or dunk them in more paint, the possibilities are endless! Make it crazy, you crazy person, you.

Time to roll out your Tyvek. What? You didn't really think that regular paper could go through this kind of torture did you? Anyways, lay it on and ride that big sucka over it!

Peel, repeat and layer. Voila!

It took about 3 hours and we ended up with 3 24"x24' pieces that all have a ton of detail and cool patterns and impressions in them. I don't know what she's gonna do with them, but I'm they'll look fab. SO much fun :D

Yggdrasil detail

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 02:24:09 GMT

Yggdrasil by ~skipaway on deviant ART

Wedding pic done

Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:01:59 GMT

Summer of '58 by ~skipaway on deviant ART

TKO

Sun, 27 Jul 2008 18:41:30 GMT

Gin x Le Tigre sketch (long story) and slow, slow coloring work in progress

Rawr.

Sun, 27 Jul 2008 18:19:07 GMT

Animal doodles!

grrbrrd

orcus awesomeus

his name is Lester

I don't know what the people downstairs are doing; all I know is I want them dead.

Sun, 22 Jun 2008 02:56:46 GMT

Progress of a card for my adorable grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary. Went through their album to get reference for this and, man, they looked so damn good that day :3

Needelss to say, this doesn't do them no justice.

my wrists, oh god my WRISTS

Emergence Show Opening

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 22:28:08 GMT

Whee, finally got photos from the show opening from a few weeks back! As a quick recap, this was a collaboration show between 8 artists who've stayed in touch after graduating. It started as a round robin project to keeo busy; finishing a piece and then passing it to another to work on any way they wished and so on.

You can really tell that everyone else was a Fine Art major ;_; It's so hard for me to think abstractly, dammit!

Without further ado, photos! I may not be able to remember who exactly worked on what, but I'm giving my best shot based on style :3

A quick overview of the space. It's not the main gallery in the school, but more of a project space

White on White; Eileen and Mish

Thumbskulls; Jin and Jessie

Yggdrasil; Me and Jessie

Stonestrings; Kaitlyn and Jessie

Spill; Eileen, Jessie, Ali, Justin

Stone Pond; Me and Kaitlyn

Red Spill; Eileen and Jessie

Title; Jessie, Eileen, Ali

Organics; Ali, Jessie, Justin

-negatives; Jessie and Kaitlyn

Koi; Me, Justin, Ali

Graphite Forest; Jin and Jessie

Flock; Jin and Jessie

Boardwalk; Me, Kaitlyn, Justin

Agent Orange; Me and Jessie

Dorsal; Jessie, Ali, Justin

Carnival; Jessie and Jin

Bunnypuke; Jessie and Jin

Smoking cigarettes at your doorsteps, looking like I don't care.

Fri, 29 Jun 2007 05:02:05 GMT

What spectacular news! The art director at my office likes me so much that she said, "Thanks for coming in today, I have a wonderful job for you today!"

And now, I've got one. Creating charts. In InDesign. From scratch. Because the last assholes used some unmaneagable Quark file before. Needless to say, I have to work extra hard to stay entertained so I don't lose my mind and wire the entire fucking building with explosives. I'm sure that what I am about to say will shock and alarm you, so I hope you're sitting down: THIS PART OF DESIGN IS FUCKING BORING! I know. I was just as dumbfounded as you are. Feel free to take a minute to catch your breath.

Almost as maddening as the isolation and the dim lighting and below zero temperature of my office is the goddamn radio. WBOS is absolutely going to push me over the edge some day. Maybe music did make those Columbine kids kill. God knows every time I hear "What's Goin' On" by Four Non Blondes, I'm overwhelmed by a desire to run outside and decapitate a child. It's like I'm in hell. And hell is the Lilith Fare. And don't even get me started on Guster and company. Watch your ass, Allston bike couriers.

Since I'm sure I'm not the only one suffering from severe office boredom, I've compiled a list of my favorite things to do when the work day seems like it just won't fucking end. Hope it helps.

[x] Getting to Know Your Neighbors pt. I

I have the creepiest fascination with the Public Sex Offender Registry. I've done a search on nsopr.gov for just about everyone I know: Guys I've dated in the past, guys I would consider dating in the future, guys I hate, guys I like, guys I'm indifferent to, teachers, friends, co-workers, people I know, people I don't.... it just keeps going. Sometimes I'll just pick a city and perize the resident kiddie rapers (and regular rapers) to see what they look like, to see who I would have pegged as a diddler right away, and who would have surprised me. ENDLESS ENTERTAINMENT!

[x] Changing Music History (In My Head)

I like to imagine what it would be like if The Fray, Augustana, Guster, John Mayer, Ryan Adams, Bryan Adams, Paolo Nutini, Snow Patrol, Vega4, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, and the John Butler Trio formed a super group, calling themselves The Pussies. I think it's a brilliant idea. They'd cram all their tight-pants-wearing, grown-men-having-their-periods, whiny-boy break up songs on to one album. Then they would only play 2 or three songs on the radio, and that would make room for music that sucks less. At least that's what I like to think. Some people may call that "delusional". So be it.

[x] Playing Doctor

There is an urge in the deepest recesses of my soul that is completely consuming and it demands that any time I experience any kind of physical pain, I go on WebMD and find out what it is. What could be more fun in the slow, dull afternoon hours at the office than going online and diagnosing yourself with something? So far, I've discovered that I have pink eye, spinal meningitis, Temporomandibular Joint Syndrome (TMJ), epilepsy, gout, post traumatic stress disorder, psoriatic arthritis, fibromyalgia, folliculitis, type 2 diabedes, and a sunburn.

[x] Getting to Know Your Neighbors pt. II

When there are no other human beings around, you go a little bit mental. I had gone pretty ape shit one day from being alone in the back all day, with this incessant buzz around The room. Upon further investigation, I discovered a massive fly, zipping through my office like he owned the place. I started off swatting at him, trying to coax him back out to nature. I failed miserably. So I started thinking, maybe he and I can co exist. Then, after simply accepting the buzzing, I took it up a notch and decided, maybe we can be friends! It was the start of something beautiful. Naturally, I named him McFly.

[x] Finding Inspiration

When all else fails, and Virginia Tech time has finally arrived, and you just can't take it anymore, be sure to consult CrimeLibrary.com first, so you know how to get away with it. Crime Library is a mountainous collection of essays on every murder ever comitted since the dawn of man. It's amazing. There's serial killers, sexual predators, the mob, explosives freaks, a section on forensics and criminal psychology, celebrity slayings... it's the best thing ever. Hands down.

Hope this keeps the work day managable, and keeps your co-workers breathing for another 24 hours. If anyone has any suggestions for making the job less painful, feel free to send them to me.

much love/hate sensations,
Me

Thu, 19 Apr 2007 19:32:02 GMT

Welcome to the Ghost Account.

Built for the purposes of hiding from my fucking loony-tunes creep of a boss.