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long overdue documentation of my 2nd piece in this weekly Boston publication.
It took a while to get mailed to me.

art things that i've touched

colour has since been added.


still need to add a wash. cerulean gradient top to bottom?

kisses from the shaky underworld

wolpertingers and cactus

My day is entirely inspired by Gimme Shelter. It started on the bus this morning. I was drinking the dregs of a strong memory
the time Alicia and I got dressed up and down and psychedelic and whoreish in fake fur and lace and mini skirts and metallic silver and platforms and spike boots and went to the Morlock to see Orange Sunshine. I was drunk on a bottle of red wine and high on some California and holding onto one of the amps and dancing trying not to fall down, my soul comin right out of my body, sleeking out of skin, shimmying into some glitter and then they went into their version of Gimme Shelter. It's so grit and rough and the ultimate hard homage to one of the most badass songs of all time. If you get me started on that song I'm going to start stumbling the words around my mouth like wooden sugar cubes about the way her voice cracks and if you listen to this as loud as you should be listening to it you can hear the studio get excited about it. That voice crack MAKES the song. Her voice cracks from passion, I mean--THAT'S rock and roll, baby.
On the somewhat other hand, THIS:

is inspiring my life right now.
The caption makes it even better, if that were possible.
"Eric Metcalfe a.k.a. Dr. Brute
B.B. playing hte part of Leopard Lady who has just decapitated Jane Mansfield on Safari with Lex Barker"

it's about the superiority of animals because they are unfettered by unnecessary and inhibiting emotions, and wanting to become something other than human because you never felt right inside your human skin anyway.

jackalopes of the world:

The grand finale:

it's even more gross and hilarious because of HOW OBVIOUSLY these are taxidermied and just plopped onto some field in the middle of nowhere.
Jackalopes DO exist, but unfortunately, it's a disease. Shope papilloma virus. The Culprit.
If you like looking at fucked-up pictures, you can see the disease here.




On another note:


The Don Juan re-do.

as of 3pm.

Almost done with the cacti now.

as of 5:20pm.
Guess which one's my favourite cactus!

TO YOU SWEETHEART, ALOHA

STUFF

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for people who like to read boring stuff:
Alameda Outlaws (band name for wolf piece, not sure about the lines yet but we'll see
the Don Juan pieces... uncomfortable with the colours, want to completely redo
I like the Johnny Cupcakes concept but i need to execute it better.

i went to this rock and roll cowboy wine tasting/show/southwestern jewelry thing and got asked for a business card i do not have yet. i told the woman i liked to draw anthropomorphic creatures in transgressive situations. when i think about that i get excited to do art. i want to show that in my review, but the workload this semester didn't allow me that. the illustration department works against itself.
anyway she works with turquoise and silver and coral and it's all beautiful and southwestern and i bought two cards from her, one with radiating porcupine quills and one with three feathers from a little dead bird she found on the side of a road when she was riding her horse. she buried it and thanked it and everything.


where I'm at on the juxtaposition piece for advanced drawing:

it's kind of meaningful to me... especially since this summer. becoming an animal, skimming the fringes of realities, feeling out of place/changeling. earlier today somewhere i felt like an alien. not like the movie kind but you know



an artist i like. gustaf tengrim




somehow, we all seem connected
i kinda want to work with this collective: http://nationalforest.com/site.html






uschi and bockhorn's bus


i'm reallyreally tired.
aurel schmidt: http://www.tinyvices.com/Aurel_Schmidt.html
i have a lot to say but i don't have internet at home right now because some people didn't pay the bill.