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7.23.2010

Look at my art. If you don't get it, you clearly aren't cultured enough.

I recently posted my hack version of a Get Well Soon card. I've decided that I ought to go ahead and post some of the other miscellaneous drawings I've made for friends, just as a way to keep them together and entertain the masses myself.

Also, I've been more exhausted than your mom after a gang bang, lately, so I'm doing this in lieu of writing anything meaningful.

And tell your mom to calm down with that crazy shit before she breaks a hip.

This was created due to some unfortunate conversation between Christo and his girlfriend, Shana. He said something about the office being "magical". This is what you get when you use ridiculous words like that to describe something everyone knows you hate.



During a conversation, a name was thrown around that, while much more... colorful, basically equated to this. It was then pondered how one could be such an oxymoron. IN YOUR FACE, SHANA. AND YOUR ASS.








For my dear heart, the Fabulous Geek. One day, the glue factory will be overstocked, and then you can finally have your soup.









Another done for The Fabulous Geek, clearly illustrating only a few of the plethora of reasons why I would run at
him with a chainsaw (none of which would involve killing him).








Upon being told that I wouldn't sell her The Television Monster painting that I love dearly, Leigh was terribly distraught. So I offered to make her a painting of her very own. She suggested Zombie Kittens. I took creative liberty and added the Outer Space part. And behold, I got to give away something I loved almost as much as The Television Monster. The pains of being an artist... le sigh.











Okay. That's all for now. God damn, my computer is being slow as hell. How irksome. Only 3 more hours until I get to go play in traffic. Fun.

2 comments:

  1. Soon. It shall be epic. Thank you for reminding me, because I've been working on Crock Pot Puppy and the Squid Room.

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