Kickass, Jesus!

Hello again interwebs. I’m a busy bee.

Here is something* I hope you’ll really enjoy:

*note: this is not my work, it is not categorized as my work on here. I found it somewhere on the interwebs, can’t remember where because it has been sitting in my “I Like These Pictures” folder on my computer. All images on this site are found all over the internet with the exception of those that I specify as personal artwork.


Poor art student< Patterns< Macro Photography

Today interwebs, I wanna talk about patterns.

I’m in love with patterns and textures of all shapes and sizes.

This hair like, line one is in similar fashion of pen and ink work I do.

That’s probably why I think it’s so boss.

Unfortunately I could not find a full image of the completed print, but I thought this was beautiful.

More line patterness.

This photo is actually a macro image is of a dyed slice of an angler fish ovary. Odd, but bamf.

Continuing with the macro images, this is of a discus fish’s scales. It looks like someone put soda between thin, textured plastic or glass plates. Which is probably why I like it.

Any guess as to what that is?

A human sweat gland.

This hot piece of human tissue is the villi of your stomach.

And that, my friends, was patterns and macro photography. Sponsored by: no one. Cause I’m a broke ass art student, and nobody sponsors those.

And While I’m at it…

Oh yeah, I’ve also been busting my ass with FYI21:

Inside looking out. Text message courtesy of Come on, it’s not like I’m the alcoholic who comes up with this shit. My drunken witticisms are much clever.

Inside looking out.


And on an unrelated note, here’s some pen and ink work I’ve done.

(That’s right, I’m uploading this stuff all in one shot.  So DEAL)

The white frame is incredibly distracting, yes I know this. Once finals are all over and my life calms the fuck down, I plan to fix it. Don’t you worry.


And this is how I almost killed myself. Hand-drawn exploded view of a Rollicord TLR camera.

This drawing officially makes me king of pen and ink.

Wanna know how I did it with out a computer? LOTS OF TRACING PAPER. I think I single handedly slaughtered a small nature reserve with all the tracing paper I used (and recycled!!!) I’ll plant some trees later to make up for it.

Are you calling me darling?

Well it’s Saturday night and since being excommunicated from girlfriendom, I have no friends. Or rather friends who won’t return my phone calls/texts. Yep, I’m one classy broad.

I slept the entire day away.

8.30pm on Friday night to 11.30 am this morning and then laying in bed periodically falling in and out of sleep till around 7.00pm. Aside from work and the need to drink, there really isn’t any reason for me to get up anymore. I’d get up and go to bars or coffee shops or something and meet people, but those things require money. Something that a person who gets paid once a month does not have.

But enough about my problems. (I’ve got 99 of em, but a bitch ain’t one)


Without further adieu, here are some ink drawings I did for a class where the over all opinion of my teacher was “these would be great, if they didn’t suck so hard”

DSC_0394_537This was a simple line value study. The first one was voted favorite by my class.


DSC_0393_536We had to do a line drawing. For three years I’ve had it beaten into my head that a good image needs to have a foreground middleground and background. I was violently jolted back into reality when my teacher said “Why do you have a background? And what’s up with her legs?”

Overall, the perfect solution to this would be to get rid of the layer cake background and make her fade off or do something cool with her bottom half.


Well ladies and vagina friendly men, I’ve got some iced tea and lemon vodka here that isn’t going to drink itself. Drinking alone makes me feel like an alcoholic, but I’m not really alone if i can hear my next door neighbor having rowdy sex, right?

I’m gunna high five her through the wall. At least someone is getting laid tonight.