digital pen, digital paper.
Jul 18, 2010
This is a digital painting I came across years ago that I absolutely love. I have no information about it, except I can recall it was a collaborative work in which one artist started with a few basic elements, then passed it to another who modified several of the elements, who in turn passed it to another, and so on.
I wish I could find the story once more, which posted each artist’s contribution so you could see transformation throughout the creative process.
Photo posted at 00:33
Dec 28, 2009
“When the weight of the world has got you down, and you want to end your life. Bills to pay, a dead end job, and problems with the wife. But don’t throw in the towel ‘cause there’s a place right down the block, where you can drink your misery away. At Flaming Moe’s …let’s all go to Flaming Moe’s… when liquor in a mug, can warm you like a hug. Happiness is just a Flaming Moe away.”
Flaming Moe’s Theme Song by The Simpsons
Audio posted at 17:43
Nov 11, 2009
Gangster Story by Calibro 35
originally composed by Guido & Maurizio De Angelis
for the score to La Polizia Incrimina La Legge Assolve
Calibro 35 is an Italian jam band, comprised of 5 talented musicians who also happen to have a thing for 70s Italian crime cinema. So naturally, they’ve come up with some fucky rocking covers of scores from the films they love. They’d be perfect for a Tarantino flick.
You can catch them them live in Los Angeles this Friday and Saturday at The Music Box @ Fonda as part of (H)it Week LA, an “introduction to of Italian vitality and creativity.
—indieandyy
Audio posted at 22:28
Jul 14, 2009
via ofthefurrow:
(via papertissue)
I need a pair. Without them, my life is incomplete :(
Metaphorically, this is a heartfelt statement.
Photo posted at 18:17
May 11, 2009
Articles of Confession
I allowed fear to get the best of me. Not that the best of me was worth much at the time. I was still young and knew very little. And I imagine there were, and likely still are, other factors which helped foster that fear. Regardless, it kept me indoors and stifled a normal social education.
Well, sitting in silence can only entertain a mind for so long. Boredom got the best of me and I needed an outlet. Anything to escape.
I found several and they all worked. Two or three lasted me for several years, but eventually they required dedication and focus to be effective. My focus is difficult to hold, so while they have not completely died out, they have become less frequent and less potent.
Only one vice stood the test of time. And it requires only as much effort as I choose to put in. But the reward is short-lived. Repetition became a necessary evil.
Repetition evolved into routine. Routine warped into addiction.
The fear is still there, but I am older now and have grown stronger. I have yet to overpower it, and worry that I may never, but at least today is better than days of my childhood.
Text posted at 00:28
May 04, 2009
Random page from the sketchpad.
Photo posted at 23:18
