My mom's garage gallery

Every time I see this, I feel just a little proud of myself. It reminds me that I've actually have been doing things with my life.

Fear

It's been a while, I haven't been able to keep up with the sketches obviously. That is part of the reason for this post. I constantly try to push myself to do certain things, whether its a sketch a week or finishing a project early or doing a side project outside of class, and I constantly fail. I'm scared I don't love it enough. Some people tell me that how far I've come and everything I've done proves me wrong, but then I hear from other people who do what I'm trying to do that I need to be doing even more. I don't know if I got what it takes to make it. I guess I won't, until I do.

I changed the blog. I won't be doing a sketch a week, or trying to. I'm gonna post whatever I feel, whenever. You'll get some art, some poems, maybe a story or two, and probably a lot of post like this. As much as I fear not being able to be more than I am, I think I fear not knowing what I am more. So, essentially, I want to put out what's in me. Once it is out, maybe I can see what shape it takes.

No Church in the Wild

The world is under control of the King. Some say he's only a man, some say he's more. Some say he's the Anti-Christ, yet others say he's the Second Coming. Regardless, the entirety of the world is under his rule, and his only rule? There are no rules. All notions of civilization, law, order, religion, and morality or gone. The world as we knew it is no more, we now live in the Wild. But in a godless existence where humanity is slave to its deepest of carnal desires, does desire become god? And with a new god comes a new religion that may threaten the rule of the Wild. 

(a concept inspired by Kanye West & Jay-Z's No Church in the Wild feat. Frank Ocean)

Productivity ~part deux~

I like to pretend I'm counting money... but I'm not.

(I'm labeling stacks of fabric swatches)

We have a lot of flies. A LOT.

My dad is my boss. He looks like that.

This is inevitably what I end up doing at work.

Productivity (aka Bored at Work)

So, I was sitting there trying not to fall asleep and my co-worker was like, "Draw something on my cup." So I did. Then I was like, wait, I have a pen and paper. DONE!

Adele

Quick sketch of another one of my favorite musical artists. I was scared of making her face too narrow so I might've made it too wide. Also, I was having a hard time deciding if I was going to try to do shadow or not (harsh black and white would've looked weird and I always have the worst time with hatching and what not). Anyway, I think the purpose of the exercise is paying off, it does look like Adele and her face is obviously different from the pic of Florence I drew a while back. 

Well, sorry for the lateness. Work is a life sucker. Later.

Getting Through the Rough Patch

So, there's this thing about artists and having super high expectations for themselves and then being super disappointed when they don't meet them. It's hard... but watch this.

This doesn't only apply to story tellers, but every type of creator. Part of the reason I created this blog was for this purpose and I'm totally slipping. I have work and it sucks and I get home and I'm tired and on the weekend I just wanna hang with my friends or rest. But I'm an artists, and I need to create art. So I will. Expect to see more from me.

Later.