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So, ive recently been dabbling in line art.
Line art is usually without color and doesn’t usually use a whole lot of shading. I use photoshop (ofcourse) to do these, some are stenciled using a photo , others free hand, the photo stencil is a lot quicker though.
Like I said, Im just dabbling J
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I often picture my insides like a teddy bear, its soft and squishy. Kinda like this picture.
I’m guessing that my previous submission wasn’t “Radical” enough. Ive decided to take it up a little bit.
And by take it up, I mean create a perfectly impractical impossible to drive vehicle.
The wheels are too big and the car won’t be able to turn. Its too low on the ground and all that nice carbon fibre stickers are going to be chewed up by the tarmac. There is a hole in the roof that serves no purpose whatsoever, except maybe to let the rain in . Theres a HUD, kind off which im sure will distract you enough to crash into the first little pylon. Holes in the fender because… I don’t know why I put them there… this stupid car looks like it should have holes in its fender. The lights are blue because its completely illegal and suites this completely illegal car. Looking at the lack of any real tire wall you can see that this car will ride harder than a go-go-go kart , infact, I think fred flintstones dino cruiser with his stone wheels will be more comfortable.
Aha! See another hole in the front!, im guessing its for air to go in..or maybe for mucus to come out.
Totally impractical,Totally crazy.
Looks cool don’t it?
I’m still not sure about putting this up here, but here goes.
I dabble in a plethora of things, art , music , writing…breathing,.. For a long time now I have been interested and have dabbled in remixing music, from some of my own home made electronic noise to actually remixing songs that are popular at the time. I’m not that great at it but I keep on plodding along because it interests me and to their credit I’ll often insist friends listen to it till their ears bleed.
I’ll often just here a song on the radio and start singing a completely different song to the beat and tune (I only sing the in car, I do not want passersby to stab me).I’ll usually make a mental note of what song I was singing to what beat on the radio and then try and remix it at home.
So without further adieu for your listening “pleasure” here is one of my ‘remixes’ … =\
I’ve been told that after listening to it , it gets stuck in your head…. So be warned.
Disclaimer: The original works are those of the artists listed above. There is no profit being gained from this release and if requested I shall gladly remove.
Open letter to my wife:
Dear Wife:
As this day draws to a close, I cannot help but wonder what my life would be without you.
Would I have a yacht and be surrounded by bitches and ho’s?
Would I be driving a super car in Monaco?
Would I be a super star for my sheer awesomeness and wit…..
Or
Would I be lost ?
Would I be lonely?
Would I be a sad drug addled mess on the sidewalk that passers-by spit on?
Would I be an empty soul with no direction or purpose?
Would I be crying myself to sleep every night wondering why life is so hard?
Would I be all the things that is wrong with humanity in one juicy pus filled meat sack?
Would I be fearful and envious and celebrate in hate?
Let stop right here….
I can think of too many ways that my life would be worse without you rather than any better.
Love you
The only way to improve a Hyundai is to make it look like something else =D
Will it make it into the book? I doubt it…. its not radical enough and there way too much common sense in the photoshopped image.
Took this pic at a friends wedding.. decided to add something =\
I’m not sure when it happened or how.. but suddenly my social life has been suspiciously active. I say suspicious because, me being me, I know me, and If I was not me, meeting me and then spending time with me, I know that me that is not me would more than likely strangle me that is me simply because I would only be able to handle me that is not me in small doses. Or maybe that’s just me.
Me that is me finds all this activity puzzling, has the wedding union made us more acceptable to the married sect?
Is there a secret handshake? I don’t know it yet.teach me!
Is there a new layer of social activity the moment you have your first child? [NOT HAPPENING ANYTIME SOON! ] with a better secret handshake and innocuous fist bumping and calling each other “BRO” [Not the cool way. The douche way]
And when you have your second child..oh wait .. no one cares about the second child [skip]
When you get your first SUV people carrier for the whole entire 1 new human, does that provide the entry way into the land of strange accents and weird “key” parties [not the seventies kind, the kind where you show off how many cool mcgyver like gadgets your car key has ]
“look im gonna summon the devil with this here little button!”
You get the gist
With each new social “elevation” do you drag the old sect members with you? Or do you find yourself becoming the leader of your own sect and becoming an evil crime lord .. or a dad like figure where you have the solutions to people’s problems [for the small price of their unborn child]
It might sound all doom and douche but I’m pretty sure I can design a flow chart to avoid some of the pitfalls of douchedom… or take cues from the epic board game snakes and ladders which mimics life in the most wonderfull of ways.
At this point the me that is not me would strangle me that is me.
”Seriously? This is the nonsense that goes through your head!?” - Me that is not me
