Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Xenophobia

As much as the unknown excites me, it can also scare the shit out of me. The anxiety of not knowing rather or not I just screwed [this] up is killing me.

I'm sick of thee sheep, I'm sick of thou shepherd
Sick of dressing like a human when I'm feeling like a leopard
I'm sick of slow rock, I'm sick of quick quips
Sick of holding on to nothing when I just want to hold your hips
-Strictly Game- Harlem Shakes



The video is absolutely SUPURB!!! If you're reading this blog, chances are you've already wasted a few minutes of your time. How bad can another 3 (non-regretable) minutes hurt?


Monday, July 27, 2009

Magician at my Birthday Party What Does he See?

Nervous.nErvous.neRvous.nerVous.nervOus.nervoUs.nervouS
Inspiration: Regina Spektor's Hero & my fear of being complimented. The drawing was done specifically for the post, but somehow ended up here instead. Oh and warning the coloring on this piece is pretty crappy. It took 5 minutes and no effort, so there are all kinds of visible mistakes on the larger copy. My favorite purple pen DIED during the drawing process which is the only reason I took it into Photoshop in the first place.

Aside from those fun facts, I've been enjoying my day off and listening to both Zero -N.A.S.A. Bloody Lobo Remix & Hologram World - Tiny masters of Today on repeat. Also, I've been smiling non-stop for the past week. Don't get me wrong, I am always smiling but lately it's been uncontrollable and I have no idea why.

Dated: Unknown. Sometime in January
Inspiration: For one Blood Bank- Bon Iver is playing in the background this very moment. Also this just reminds me of a time of simplicity, where you could sneak into a local ice skating rink at 1am.

Where has the time gone?

I haven't had the time to read, or draw, or even think for that matter. I've been bloging via iphone and it's sort of a pain. I need some creative/artistic relief and I fear that it won't come anytime soon.


Dated: 22 July 2009

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Trouble Must be My Middle Name Because I am Full of it.

dated: Spring 2008

To the boys whose fancy I tickle...
Yes you mr. Drunk
Yes you mr. I have a gf but I would still like to fuck you
Yes you mr. Compete with your best friend and force the girl into a love triangle
Yes you mr. Macho man searching for a trophy arm piece
And you mr. Old guy with a daughter my age
Oh and don't think that I forgot about you mr. Sensitive / I don't know what I want

Please, please, please just leave me be. Why have you all decided to come back at the same time?

Saturday, July 18, 2009

It's Gonna be a Good Day, I can Feel it.

dated: June 2009

You know those days when you wake up and feel like nothing could ruin your mood. I think that I am having one of those days. I just can't stop smiling :)

WOW, I guess I was an angry adolecent

Apparently I wrote this when I was a little bit younger....

So I am in the kitchen making a chicken wrap. In the living room the TV is blaring. I go to to heat up the chicken and place it on my pita bread when this kids commercial comes on. The commercials had something to do with a tree house and caterpillars that grew 2xs their size everyday until they finally become butterflies. How healthy does that sound? Imagine growing twice your size everyday!! I mean, I am no pioneer for bugs. In fact I hate pretty much all bugs!Yes, even butterflies! My exceptions are fireflies and spiders (which are arachnids anyway), but this is off topic. Anyway, the commercial made me think of how we carry on the tradition of wanting everything instantly, by conditioning even the youngest of children to demand immediate results.

Seriously, think how how many instant things that people want: Instant fame, wealth, success, food (not just fast food, we have instant mashed potatoes for fucks sake!), instant love, instant weight loss, instant photography, instant everything. Take a moment and Google the word instant. How many results come up, hm? 388,000,000 results! Admit it, we've all fallen to the trend of an instant world. I for one love instant photography and even food when it's convenient. We continue to demand instant result and are upset if it things don't work out. Think of how pissy people get when their instant miracle diet doesn't work! Think of the people who make an insane profit from the people who bought the instant miracle diet. Think of how we'd all be fat lazy slobs, if everything in America were instant. We'd have no reason to get off of our fat lazy asses. Oh wait we ARE the most obese country in the world mission accomplished.

-Shar

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Pencil me in Baby


Just a few super old pencil sketches.

Heads Off
Inspiration: A self portrait of sorts. Why antlers? All though out high school I was told that I had similarities to a certain Disney deer because I had huge eyes and pretty sweet lashes. Whatever haha, I can't wait to draw it as a silhouette over my bed when I move.

Andobama
Inspiration: Yet another case of boredom. I started out wanting it to be a dreary looking Andy Warhol. It ened up looking like Obama with a toupee. Ehh, Shit happens.

Eyeamidsts
Inspiration: Nothing. We we're waiting in the computer lab for a friend, so that we could talk about which graphic design direction we wanted to go for a project we were all sorta of working on. It never really did happen though.

Lastly, here's a favorite photo of mine.
dated: 04 July 2009

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Mama, I saw a mountain.


Instruct


ImpactInspiration: Emptiness. Lack of Direction. Uncertainty of the Future.

I've lived through such a bittersweet evening full of ups and downs. Hurdles and Tumbles and some easy sailing inbetween. My mind feels like "Mother" (it's a Blonde Redhead song). There's just so much clutter in my life yet so many empty spaces. I don't know what to think or do any more. It's like a never ending mountain. When I climb it, i climb high. When I fall, I fall hard. When I climb over one problem, another one arises. Blllaahhhh.


I am trying my hardest to walk away with the goods and let the rest simply fall into place. But the uncertainty of knowing if it'll be that easy is killing me.

What to do. What to do...

On a Graphic note, I've been WAY too lazy/busy to screw around with Photoshop and Illustrator. Maybe soon?



Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Apparently I am trying out this mobile blogging stuff

Ohhh dear...

Sketchbook, sketchbook, sketch me something magical.

Recently I've been pressed by close acquaintances to create a blog. Personally I don't think my adventures are worth documenting, but I still made a bet to uphold a blog for 6 months time. When I get the time I'll spruce the header up with some doodle or graphic design mumbo jumbo.


But for the time being here are few sketches done in felt tip pen over the past few nights.

23 Magic/Marie Antoinette

Inspiration: "23" by Blonde Redheads. It is honestly the most beautiful song that I've ever heard in my entire life. The bit's in pink were created during my train commute to work yesterday. The very top bit says "23 Magic" which is a lyric from the song. It's very abstract, haha. The Marie Antoinette was only added out of boredom and a walk through the European History section of B&N.

We Are Beatiful, We Are Doomed.
Inspiration: "We are beautiful, we are doomed" by Los Campesinos! "We tell ourselves that there's future in the fucking but there is no fucking future." Probably the best line in the entire song. Honestly, I was just VERY bored and had a pen handy.

The TwistInspiration: Jury Duty at 8 in the fucking morning. Just to explain the construction of this drawing. It started out with just the man & shark done with the eraserless pencil that we were given. By the time I got home I just wanted to mess around and draw some random things. I picked up the old Nylon Street Style book and picked a random page. It happened to land on a page with some guy with a scarf wrapped arround his head. "Ehh, that's lame" I thought to myself. Feeling unsatisfied I flick to another random page which happened to have a woman with an odd facial structure. The end result kinda looks as if the guy with the scarf in the middle man in the relationship with the larger man and woman. The Twist title just happens to come from a good song by Metric, haha.

I am thinking that I'll redraw The Twist at a larger scale on my bedroom wall.