Archive for February, 2010

February 28, 2010

Hilariously Bad Tattoos

Fuck me running. If I ever catch any of you guys with anything that resembles the shit I’m about to post, expect a good backhanding. Hit the jump to see what I mean.

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February 28, 2010


Every time he leaves I am depressed for a week. How can he still do that?

February 23, 2010

Neighbor Baby

When the next door neighbor baby cries
It sounds like something pretending to be a baby
And not a real baby.


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February 23, 2010


It is cold and gray
Outside is not much different than inside
Today is a lonely day.

February 23, 2010

From Feb. 05, ’10: Shits Things Happens

But at least you’ve got it better than this. And can probably act better, too.

I mean, seriously. Why would you open your mouth in a basket filled with swarming, angry bees? Come on, Nicholas.

So school’s been really awesome so far this semester. I genuinely like all of my classes and teachers, including the newest printmaking teacher, Teresa Mikulan. She’s freakin’ young. Not that that’s a problem, it was just a surprise. I thought she was a new student our first day of class. NOPE!

For anyone who hasn’t already visited my Vinovas gallery, there is a link on my About page. But if you’re lazy and can’t bring yourself to click a button, here it is. There are four sets, I think: Books, Photos, 2009-2010 school year and a set for doodles, studies and unfinished works. If anyone’s interested, which you should be, please take a look-see. I recently acquired a scanner (thanks, Jongle-butt!) so that should make it easier for me to upload images and hopefully I won’t neglect the account so much. >>

I don’t have anything else to say.

February 23, 2010

From Jan. 29, ’10: Whoever Said…

…that art is easy was and is and will forever be a fool. If it’s easy then you’re doing it wrong.

February 23, 2010

From Dec. 06, ’09: It’s Almost Over

I can’t believe it’s already December. Where the hell did the year go? D: While this semester wasn’t nearly as hard as my last one, it was still pretty laborious. Participated in three very successful shows, Mattie Rhodes, our Printmaking “Print Magic” show in the West Bottoms, and the KCAI final exhibition. I made my very first sale at the KCAI show on Friday night. 😀 😀 😀 It was a very big print, 33in x 40in, and I priced it at $150 and it sold. I’m very happy about this. :3 Anyhoo, here’s the link for anyone interested in seeing pictures. It’s the greenish and reddish one with the big sparrow.

So my brother came up to see the show Friday and he brought Mom with him. I was so surprised! Originally she wasn’t going to be able to make it, which made me really disappointed and sad, so when I saw her in the car with Mike I squealed with delight and jumped up and down. It made me very happy. Jonas also drove up to see the show, so everyone I loved the most was there. I was very excited the whole night. So thank you for coming, guys. It really meant a lot to me.

So as the year draws to a close I feel all thoughtful and stuff… sounds deep, right? It’s not. Or maybe it is. I don’t really know. December always makes me feel really weird.

February 23, 2010

From Nov. 06, ’09: Tasty Linkage

Didn’t really want to tack this onto the end of the last angry post, because it would ruin the beauty of it.

February 23, 2010

From Nov. 06, ’09: Beware, or Be Aware, Werepizza

So today was a crap day. And by today I really mean yesterday, since it’s past midnight now. But anyway. Got up early so I could go into studio to work on my emulsion stencil… to find out that we didn’t have to have it finished today. Which was really odd. Had to leave studio around three to go to the car shop and have the Geico agent there look at my bumper. Turns out the damage on it is not from the accident. So, since I have not been in any accidents since I got my car back a few weeks ago, there is a very high chance that some prick with a trailer hitch backed into my car and just ran off without leaving me a note. So, whoever you are out there, fuck you. You think I have the money to pay for that damage? No. What’s wrong with people?

After that, a really strange money mooch approached me at the Shell gas station. I guess I just have this kind-and- gentle-philanthropic-please-ask-me-for-money face or something, because this happens to me all the time. At first I didn’t know what to do, I was still really lightheaded from the stress the car shit dealt me, so I was really out of it. I asked him, “Do I really have to give you money? Why are you asking me?” And went inside to pre-pay for my gas because the credit card screen was messed up on the pump outside. He haggled me some more, insisted that I could trust him (he claimed that his wife and daughter were waiting for him at the BK with their car and flat tire, the reason why he was asking for money) and proceeded to ask, very loudly, for a piece of paper and pen from the lady behind the counter glass. She must have seen how pathetic looking I seemed and when the man exited the building, asked me if he was bothering me. I told her what he told me, and that I was really sick feeling and didn’t know what was happening really, and she insisted that I let her accompany me out to my car to tell the guy off.
So we go back outside, and the guy is pumping my gas. What. The. Fuck. The woman said, “You bothering this lady? You need to leave her alone.” He said he didn’t mean any harm, he just needed some cash. She said, “How can you be so rude? What makes you think she has spare money to give you?” He apologized to her rather than to me and looked at me for help, I guess. I just said, “I really don’t want to give you any money, man.” Then he walked away all huffy and I got in my car, thanked the lady and left. Cried on the short way home because of all the weird, shitty turn of events the day consisted of.

In conclusion, people need to leave me the hell alone when I’m in public. If I don’t walk up and talk to you or just arbitrarily throw wads of cash wherever I go, you’d better not talk to me. Don’t hit on me, don’t follow me around the grocery store and through the parking lot and tell me how attractive you think I am, don’t introduce yourself to me in the hopes of getting my number on the extremely off chance that I would even be remotely interested in you, don’t ask me for money, and don’t hit my car like a jackass and not leave me a fucking note.

February 23, 2010

From Nov. 01, ’09: Thanks for Douglas Adams, Stephen Crane and Most Things Existential

“One of the many major problems with governing people is that of whom you get to do it; or rather of who manages to get people to let them do it to them: It is a well known fact, that those people who most want to rule people are, ipso facto, those least suited to do it. Anyone who is capable of getting themselves into a position of power should on no account be allowed to do the job. Another problem with governing people is people.”
“In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move.”
A man said to the universe:
“Sir I exist!”
“However,” replied the universe,
“The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation.”
“One must not let oneself be misled: they say ‘Judge not!’ but they send to Hell everything that stands in their way.”

Another extremely relevant video.