Archive for October, 2008
Life Drawing…
Wednesday, October 29th, 2008 | STUDIES | No Comments
Here it is. My very first real attempt at a drawing. The assignment isn’t to be finished. I have others I have to draw for this assignment, but his is the first. Kind of gets me right… here.
TA DA!
This freakin class needs to be over.
THE BIG EVENT
Saturday, October 25th, 2008 | LIFE | 2 Comments
My Future's So Bright
So… this was me. That is the illustration. That is the back wall of the Canaday Gallery at The Toledo Museum of Art… in the far corner. And yes, the jeans I am wearing ARE size 5, why do you ask? Do not be jealous, I’m 45 years old fer cryin’ out loud.
I would like to humbly thank the TWO of you (and your wives) who showed your support for me. Do I sound anguished and bitter? Good. That means I am a true artist.
Although… RL… I sincerely thought the man from the Monopoly game (Oh good, I want to be the shoe) was going to toss me out for laughing. We must do more socialite events together more often as I have never enjoyed sardonic cynical wit so much in my life. fah fah fah fah. And for the TWO of you (and your wives): I made it – on time – to honorable daughter number one’s Senior night.
I ran onto the site right up next to her dad – it was cold and rainy – and he laughed at me. “How was the art opening?” he asked. “Oh… you know… a bunch of people dressed in black, drinking wine.” We lined up with honorable daughter #1. Some woman came by and said something. I put my red sunglasses on and a bunch of folks started to laugh. I thought they looked slick. Turns out they were announcing us and we hadn’t a clue. I put the shades on right on cue. That’s because… I’m cool.
PRESENTING – THE NOGGIN
Thursday, October 23rd, 2008 | STUDIES | No Comments
I call this piece:
THE GREAT AND POWERFUL OZ
THE GREAT AND POWERFUL OZ
I still have to label all the bones.
BEHOLD – THE HAND AND FOOT
Tuesday, October 21st, 2008 | STUDIES | 1 Comment
I call this:
THE FICKLE FINGER OF FATE
THE FICKLE FINGER OF FATE
I posted with this assignment:
… notice how the red nail boldly points heavenward – symbolically indicating the anguish of humanity’s blame towards the gods.
I call this:
RIGHT FOOT BLUE: THE PERILS OF TWISTER®
RIGHT FOOT BLUE: THE PERILS OF TWISTER®
Quotes to Live By
Saturday, October 18th, 2008 | LIFE | No Comments
From friends in recovery:
I need to continually remind myself that my purpose in life is to make the most of MY abilities, talents, and qualities. I have no right to violate the privacy of others and I should honor myself by NOT consuming myself with the actions, thoughts, and feelings of others.
BEHOLD – THE PELVIS
Friday, October 17th, 2008 | STUDIES | 2 Comments
I call this piece:
BOB
BOB
I drew things that I can’t even identify. I don’t know WHAT they are… but I feel dirty. I need a shower.
The professor told DK that it was a joy to look at her TORSO drawing. Well. There ya go. “A JOY.” He didn’t find joy in my CIRCUS OF DESPAIR – even though I put a smiley face for a belly button! No one caught it. It’s the little things in life, y’know?
This week’s BOB sports a button for a belly button. ENJOY!
THE TORSO
Wednesday, October 15th, 2008 | STUDIES | 2 Comments
I call this piece:
CIRCUS OF DESPAIR
CIRCUS OF DESPAIR
Just to keep the masses informed: My naked people (which I did not post-for unmitigated reasons) received a grade today. That grade would be:
B
I am not even going to go into the psychological trauma I endured upon receiving this grade. I am not going to relive the shame in reporting it to you. Alas – the people were naked — I was distracted. Unless, of course, the professor means for the “B” to mean BRILLIANT! They were a wash. I knew they were a wash. I should be EXTATIC with a B. But if I were – I would have absolutely nothing to complain about today.
Seriously, this class is killing me. I went to talk with BOB today. I said, “BOB…” He said, “What?” I said, “This class is killing me.” He said nothing. I said, “Do you have any anatomy and physiology books on hand?” He lent me the book that he trained with. I’m not sure if it will help – but it sure ain’t gonna hurt.
BEHOLD… THE LEG
Tuesday, October 14th, 2008 | STUDIES | 2 Comments
I call it: TASTES LIKE CHICKEN.
(This class is killing me)
TASTES LIKE CHICKEN
CELTIC SURPRISE!
Sunday, October 12th, 2008 | LIFE | No Comments
Celtic Love
Honorable Daughter #1 entered the wonderful wacky world of 18. Her gift: a tattoo. The one above is not hers. The one above is MINE. I was shooting for my signature O2 ball – but alas – the wonderful ink artist explained why it was a horrible design. I didn’t care, it’s my sig… But I did care.
The woman is a phenomenal artist and I was offered an opp for one of her designs. I present to you Evil Little Blue
http://www.evillittleblue.com