You’ll be ruler over all you see. I saw an album cover at Von’s the other day and decided to try to recreate the style they used for the art. I had this old photo forever and ever and I knew it was good but I couldn’t think of anything to do with it, so it hit me! I used photoshop, pencils, crayons and watercolors and put together this image. I hope you enjoy it.
I’m feeling kind of stressed lately. I hate being stressed too - makes me feel sick. I should be getting replies from some of my grad school applications this month. I got some crayons at Pizza Hut and made another ink spill picture, this one with a silhouette of me jumping, red crayon…you get the idea.
Heads up. My CGT 411 group, abstract phantom, was hard at work on this sort of ink bleed effect video graphic we were trying to master. We’re still learning the ropes of how to do it - or rather, weaving the ropes since we’re not sure it’s been done before. Anyways, my friend Josh McDowell (soon to be linked from this site) had the idea of using wax on the paper to make shapes me might want. It might not fit the project, and I might not have wax, but I used some colored pencils and played around with the idea once our serious efforts were over. I made two finished pieces, one is still drying.
I was at a weekend retreat this last weekend, and during the speeches about youth ministry I busied my hands with making little designs in the journal they provided for us. I decided to try a new technique, and I filled the colors into this drawing by masking in a watercolor painting I did. I hope you like it!
I have a sort of band thing going with the Kirgiss boys that I know here at Purdue (and Caleb and Alex our new bassist and drummer respectively). We’ve been sort of tooling around in the basement recording stuff, and we’ve got a few songs recorded in their old studio, and just recently (since xmas) we’ve been using some nice new equipment to re-do some oldies. We just finished our official “first mix” of the song “2 Stroke Scooter.” That song is named so because I heard somewhere that a 2-stroke engine scooter uses more gasoline than a SUV…and our tiny little songs have more energy than thrash metal giant. Actually we made up the analogy later. Anyways, here’s a link to it - it’s only a couple MB, but it’s good quality and you can tell me how much we suck and that we shouldn’t quit our day jobs.
The Clipons - 2 Stroke Scooter (First Mix)
Joke’s on you - we don’t even have day jobs.
I know this was crazy, but I just had to get out tonight. I took a short walk through the city with my newfound scarf, and I’m so glad I did. With the scarf wrapped tightly, I trekked my way to the pedestrian bridge here at Purdue and stood on the bridge for a while listening to my headphones. It’s been a disconcerting week in some senses, so taking a little time to myself seemed necessary.
I’ve never really been out at night on the bridge in winter before, and it seems like I picked just the right time. There were giant ice sheets floating down the river, and I could hear them shattering and colliding as they were broken on the supports of the bridge. It was one of the most amazing thing’s I’ve ever seen - sheets of ice larger than the apartment I live in being broken in half against the inevitable pillars of concrete. Each time one started to break little shards of ice would spin off into the water and sparkle as they caught the light from lamps in the park. The layers of ice overlapping and leaving jagged edges where they were forced to change.
I started to head back after promising myself one last large sheet and a train started going by. I walked over the bridge with my car in mind and I could feel the heat radiating off of the train as it went by. I’m always curious if the engineers see people on the bridge, and if so, what they think of us. The train keeps going all year round, but the people that come and go to watch it are so transient.
I’m sure there’s analogies galore to be found in these two scenes…but I’m storing them away.
I made a bunch of small things when I was in my design class, and whenever I get a few minutes to drop one on here I just might. This was something I drew along a long piece of scrap tracing paper. Colorized later on.
Check it out - a took a little time to make a three-part version of a “TESLA” sketch I did a while ago. My friend Mike and I were really into Tesla (to an extent) after we saw “The Pretige.”
I’ve heard it at night
people revving their engines
blowing their minds
selling out their bodies
burning up their time
I can hear the collective cry
I want to live I want to feel
like a hamster spinning faster
never knowing it’s a wheel
I was walking from my car to my apartment the other day and I went to put my hands in my pockets (it was cold). I realized after shuffling them around a bit that I really had full pockets. Now, it makes sense for people to have maybe a straw wrapper, some change, your cell phone - whatever. Turns out I had a plethora of crap.
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Cell phone. Pretty normal. |
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Box of strike matches. A little odd, but I got them because they were cheap and I needed change at Walmart a while ago. |
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Winter sports schedule for Harrison. This one’s a gimme. |
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A whole stack of hangman games from lecture. You’d think I would’ve just thrown those away…but here they are. ‘Spatula.’ |
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A toothpick! I’m lucky I didn’t do this thing a few days ago, I had a couple dozen in there and then they all fell out…I probably got in a street fight or parachuted down to something and lost them. |
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This is the most depressing of all. I had a big awesome jacket from Goodwill - and this button comes off a couple months ago. Do I sew it? No. It remains in my pocket like so much lint. Sigh. |
There you have it. Maybe that was boring - it’s hard for me to tell. I was just curious what all that crap was, and I thought I’d share with you. Think of it as an archaeological experiment. I catalogued how deep in my pocket each item was, and it helped me figure out what I’ve been doing for the last several months.
Next up - under my bed.