Thursday, August 30, 2012
Skull Illusions draft #1
This is my first draft of our 'skull illusions' project. It's done in India Ink with a calligraphy brush. Can you spot the illusion?
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Drawing of the week
This week I decided to try out nail polish as a medium. I dripped different colored nail polish onto the paper in the shape of the character for love, then painted over it with black crackle nail polish. I call it "Love & Nail Polish"
A joke for the music geeks...
"When Beethoven passed away, he was buried in a churchyard.
A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Beethoven was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate. When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..." Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."
A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Beethoven was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate. When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..." Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."
Monday, August 27, 2012
For that Monday feeling...
When you wake up in the morning and realize it's Monday and you feel like.....
and like this...
And you go walking around all day like this....
And at the end of the day you're like
I guess I'll have to do it all over again tomorrow
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
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