i heart pirates

in fact, i heart two kinds of pirates:

1) the adorable and hilarious cartoon kind.











cartoon network has a new show called "the misadventures of flapjack". Its got a pretty neat style (the backgrounds are a sort of water-color-esque style that i've been really drawn to lately. the waves are really flat and layered... and its really genuinely funny. i even find myself yelling "ADVENTURE!!" like innocent little flapjack. i highly recommend you check it out.

2) the kind that come bearing gifts of free software.
'nuff said.

next project

i've been sort of inspired by the elliotts' determination and stick-to-it-a-tiveness with their month-long art-a-thon. i had an idea for a little portrait series. sort of inspired by scott-c and nathan stapley (more based on subject matter than style, but i guess we'll have to see how they turn out when they're done). i started the backgrounds of 7 6"x6" canvases this past weekend (i'll post pics to those later this week), and honestyly, i wasn't totally sure what i was going to actually paint the portraits of until this week. famous stereotyped villains. i did some sketches at work...


















(sorry for the poor quality scan)

baa

my mother-in-law often sends forwards to krystal and i. normally, i just junk it... its typically stuff like animated gif's of puppies or photoshopped images that she thinks are real. but i opened one she sent the other day and thought it was really cool.



















its a herd of sheep made entirely of rotary phones and phone cords. i think its extremely clever. i also have a think for sculpture anyway, so clever sculpture wins every time.

(insert sigh of relief here)

a co-worker cleansed krystal and i with white sage. it was dark and she couldn't read the correct spell (yes, i said spell), so she made up a little chant that rhymed "bad luck" with "fuck"... i was worried that would make things worse. its been about seven weeks of unwanted stress and hemorrhaging bank accounts. in retrospect, i feel like its all taken a larger toll on me personally than i thought. i don't think i've drawn a single thing since it all started. not that i've been so distraught that i couldn't draw. i just haven't felt like it. which sucks. i'm hoping to force myself back into it this weekend. but seriously...

broken doggy: no longer broken.
bothersome father-in-law: no longer in the country.

things are turning up. let's all keep our fingers crossed.

grey skies clearing?

not quite yet...

back story: going down to pick up krystal's dad from the hospital, we loaded up our car with a bunch of stuff out of his van to bring back with us (in hopes of selling it). among some of his clothes, personal documents and other little stuff, we grabbed a fairly large tv and a huge chest of tools. both very heavy. they've been in the back of my car because, as i said, they're very heavy and we weren't quite sure what we were going to do with them or where to put them until we did. no worries though, they're heavy and securely tucked in the back of my car.

fast forward to today: everything is all well and good. driving home from work and POP! i look in my rear-view mirror and the tv had shifted and broke out my back window. it didn't just crack, oh no. it put a hole in it. and i hear the crackle sound of the rest of the window breaking. great. so, so stop tiny pieces of glass from raining down on the road behind me, i push the entirety of my window (in tiny, tiny pieces) into the back of my car.

hooray for life.