. . . TODAY!!!!!!
Here's the first of a string of themed comic gags:
I plan on doing more, but I need to stop worrying about the jokes not making sense because time-traveling presidents is already a stretch. More to come I hope!
An art blog less about process and theory, and more of a portfolio for me to dump my nonsense. Updates M, W, F, or whenever I feel like it.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Happy Halloween!
I had such a blast over the entire weekend that I'm already looking forward to next year's Halloween, though the upcoming holiday season is definitely worth getting excited over as well. If there truly is anything better than scaring trick-or-treaters, it's family and mashed potatoes.
Lysergic Acid (LSD) and God.

The many faces (and mouths) of dropping acid:
That does happen to be the actual chemical structure reconstructed with some distressingly furry pipe cleaners. I was quite proud of the face paint which I don't think is half bad for being self-administered.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I need a dremel!
Here's the pumpkin I carved last weekend!!
It was a white-skinned pumpkin about the size of a head, so I couldn't pass up the chance to make a skull.
I used an assortment of knives, but primarily a dremel which I had never used before. For those who don't know, a dremel is a rotary power tool with various sanding and drilling bits usually used for metal working, jewelery making. . . etc.
It'd be pretty sweet to light it on fire and make a headless horseman costume =)
Saturday, October 23, 2010
"C'est un piège!"
And as we draw ever closer to Halloween, I present yet another costume!
2008's majestic Admiral Ackbar.
Made from a tan t-shirt, an old sweatshirt, two sponges, some markers, a lab coat and some gardening gloves.
Here's me shaping the head over a volley-ball.
"Take evasive action!"
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
More unpainted sculpture . . .
Here's a bird I gifted to my mum.
In order to retain the shape of delicate protrusions (e.g., the beak, the legs, etc.), sculpt them ahead of time and bake them by themselves. Then they'll be rigid when you need to add them to the finished piece. This works GREAT with sharp spines and teeth!
It's a Chickadee.
In order to retain the shape of delicate protrusions (e.g., the beak, the legs, etc.), sculpt them ahead of time and bake them by themselves. Then they'll be rigid when you need to add them to the finished piece. This works GREAT with sharp spines and teeth!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Deep-fried alligator on a stick
I have eaten said food, and it has been deemed delicious.
I made a trip out to the Arkansas State Fair. My arteries are now rock solid, but I tried some very interesting food, and learned a lot about alligators and how to effectively frighten small children with alligators. It's been a good week, I'll try to update a little more regularly.
Here is another poem crafted during my trip to Guatemala. It was inspired by maggots, and thus, as an entomologist, it is very close to my heart. The way maggots will literally be when I expire. =D
Enjoy:
Fly so kindly, fly so dainty,
Sculler silver winged,
Casting hums across the void,
With lutes both silver stringed.
Fly so hollow, fly so ugly,
Costume made of bones,
Your music only plays,
for weathered kings on rotting thrones.
Mourning jester, frantic dervish,
Wailing to and fro,
Playing when the banquet ends,
Where few else dare to go.
Fly who glistens, fly who shines,
The last light there for them,
Cry forth to all as you let fall,
Your pale requiem.
I made a trip out to the Arkansas State Fair. My arteries are now rock solid, but I tried some very interesting food, and learned a lot about alligators and how to effectively frighten small children with alligators. It's been a good week, I'll try to update a little more regularly.
Here is another poem crafted during my trip to Guatemala. It was inspired by maggots, and thus, as an entomologist, it is very close to my heart. The way maggots will literally be when I expire. =D
Enjoy:
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Fly
Fly so kindly, fly so dainty,
Sculler silver winged,
Casting hums across the void,
With lutes both silver stringed.
Fly so hollow, fly so ugly,
Costume made of bones,
Your music only plays,
for weathered kings on rotting thrones.
Mourning jester, frantic dervish,
Wailing to and fro,
Playing when the banquet ends,
Where few else dare to go.
Fly who glistens, fly who shines,
The last light there for them,
Cry forth to all as you let fall,
Your pale requiem.
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Monday, October 11, 2010
Based on a game of "sentence-picture-sentence"
Most people ask for an explanation of the shirt when I wear it, but I find that thinking about the logic detracts from the magic. I usually just say that Batman got the clap from one of Kermit's hos
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