I suspect Van Gogh would have LOVED this tribute to his works
So freaking cool and beautiful. It has a very OK Go-ish vibe to it, too.
Hello, BUTTBAGS! It’s my birthday today, blah blah blah, who cares.
Have some horrific Pictionary drawings instead.
I have no idea what word we were originally drawing here, but yeah. Also, I’m pretty sure “oh lawd, Satan loves worm demons” is in the Bible somewhere.
Nate’s word was “VIP.” I had to spice it up a little.
I think the word was “diversity.”
Things I learned today:
There is a Lego-building group that focuses on constructing landmark Calgary buildings.
It took Roy Nelson five years and about 8,500 pieces of Lego to build my favorite Calgary building, The Bow.
Here’s a side-by-side comparison:
(Actual building pic from here, Lego building pic from the site linked above)
Isn’t that a beautiful building? The fact that he’s got a giant Lego head as that wire mesh head statue is pretty awesome.
If I had money to spare to buy this, I totally would. I dig this kind of stuff.
I freaking haaaaaaate thiiiiiiiis but I don’t have anything else to blog about today.
HEYOOOOOOO so I have an app on my iPad called ArtRage, which is basically a fancy version of Paint. I suck as an actual artist, so I mainly use it to play Pictionary with Nate (we take turns looking up candidate words on an online Pictionary dictionary and try to guess what each other are drawing).
However, every once and a while I go a little overboard with the drawing nonsense. Examples:
(This is called “The Telltale Art”)
(This came out of a Pictionary round, but I have no idea what the word was)
(This is called “Schwa, Bitches”)
Yeah, I suck.
I like this one substantially better than the one I posted last week, though.
I hate this freaking drawing.
Its main purpose was to check if my scanner still works, though. Which it does. This means that I can start making drawings for my coo encyclopedia!
Yes I did.
I hate it.
When I was young (first/second grade? Sometime in the Troy era) I remember watching quite a bit of Mark Kistler on public television. Mark was (and still is!) an artist who taught drawing skills aimed at kids. I still remember his little “Draw! Draw! Draw!” chant he’d do whenever he’d draw a bunch of lines or some other series of shapes/figures. I always thought he was super cool.
Anyway. Not sure what the heck made me remember him today, but I did and so there ya go.
It’s a freaking Christmas miracle.
Ugh, I want to draw, but I feel like I have no creativity in my brain right now. Or more like there’s creativity in there, but it doesn’t want to come out.
Which is frustrating, but not unfamiliar.
YOU GOT IT, BROTHER.
I call it “Total Eclipse of the Heart” because the eclipse is tomorrow and I’m super imaginative and clever like that.
So last Tuesday, as I was walking through Eau Claire, I got stopped by a reporter from Global News. He asked if I had a few minutes to be part of the “audience” for an artist who was using a miniature kitchen to make miniature food.
I’m not shown for very long (thank god; I was on mile 9 of my walk and looked like garbage), but I’m there for a bit.
MY MOM IS HERE, YAY
Also, have an art.
Edit: my mom bought me Klein bottle earrings. They’re awesome.
It appears that I’ve started to move away from hearts and more towards circles now. Meh.
I’m bored. Have some garbage art from my past, because why not.
While I don’t like like this one, I like it more than the last one I posted on here.
Hahahaha, man, I wish I would have finished this.
Aneel was one of my best friends in high school, which of course meant I had to make fun of him using Flash. I also made a parody of “Goodnight Moon” about him, ‘cause what else are friends for?
Edit: here’s a Strawberry Clock from back when I was all about the Clock Crew. I miss pretending to know how to Flash.
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey have a drawing. Blah.