I bought a Chinese Christian cassette tape (or CCCT for short) at a goodwill ‘round home, and let it simmer on a low gas flame until I could secure a tape player to sample it.
Reason #579 to love sisters:
They attract the quirkiest gadgets out of sheer cuteness radiation.
Which as a brother, means you are completely entitled to their unquestioned use.
This is the first of many samples to come, and OH WHAT AN ALBUM. Reminds me of growing up in a 90’s Baptist church with liturgy written by Chairman Mao.
Which definitely happened.
Jennifer Sullivan had a megaphone at Bonnaroo, so I drawed it.
I ran out of black and green…
2012: The summer of graffiti.
Starring: The first mural I ever
burned kinda’ half-heartedly put under a bridge
"The Machine of My Demise"
Ballpoint Pen and Ink
"Mind Made Up"
Ballpoint Pen and Ink
Ballpoint Pen and Ink, Collage
2013 (Oh cram, what a face)
"The Machine of My Demise" was started almost exactly a year ago when I was trying to detox every addiction in my utility belt. I’ve been working on it steadily when I am inspired by likewise hellish moods. The other two were dug out of my portfolio when I suspected I hadn’t scanned them in yet. They’re lovely drawings that still make me smile and think, then frown and put my coffee down, but their style is almost dead.
Been a second since an audio drop, but the new album is nearing post-production, which means less time for everything in the entire world, including meals, hydration, sleep (nothing new), art, construction, priestly duties, live model nude performance art, synchronized swimming, Walkie-Talkie practice, instilling unrest among the proletariat, distilling moonshine among the proletariat, and especially not wearing overalls.
Still enjoying myself though.
Sample is from Orsen Wells “War of the Worlds”. I love this record, it’s gorgeous, darling, just gorgeous.
Much too grand to be my melody, but it’s almost done…
Making wishes and whatnot.
Anatomy portfolio, with emphasis on the skeletal study that WASN’T stolen.
Crossing my T’s, dotting my I’s and using the rest of my school supplies.
Book fulla’ nudes. Life Drawing was a beautiful class, 10/10 would definitely do again.
Leftover school supplies, things I’d rather people didn’t know, etc…
[WARNING] - Blackmail material.
Ballad of the Bag Dragon.
And this nasty ass is my dear friend Will. Do you see that expression on his face? I swear, I should totally have chosen photography as my major.
Go to his blag, fluffybugs.
This is what I look like.