Wednesday, January 30, 2008

pixels vs. pencils



Lately I've been staring at computer screens for more hours than I probably should.

Get up.
Drive to work.
Eyes to the screen.
Hand to the mouse.
Drive home.
Eyes back to the screen.
Hand back to the mouse.

I'm trying to break out of this cycle so I can slowly get back to other things I used to enjoy. Like sleeping. Eating cereal. Sleeping. Painting. Drawing. All that fun shit.

I took some time these last few nights to sketch through a few pages of my sketchbook; something I haven't done in so long. It was strange to use an HB pencil set again. But dammit it felt good.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

is that corn?


NOT hammered.
Tipsy.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

mascara on paper.


I stumbled upon this video the other day. I thought it was pretty frickin' cool.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Monday, January 21, 2008

naked as we came.


I could listen to Sam Beam's voice for days.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

skittles 'n' stardust.



We're flat out nuts about candy; and no matter how frickin' cold it is outside, I always have a blast with my pal Ninny. xoxo.

Friday, January 18, 2008

John & Paul & Ringo & George.


Digital Poster Prints; March 2005.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Remember Me As A Time Of Day: Snapshots of VFest 07.


09.08.07

09.09.07

(rōō'ə-nā'shən)

Ruination, according to Webster's Online Dictionary :

Ruination

Noun

1. An event that results in destruction.
2. Failure that results in a loss of position or reputation.
3. Destruction achieved by wrecking something.


Ruination, according to UrbanDictionary.com :

Ruination

1. The final product of someone who has ruined your shit.
2. A utter defeat or total destruction on a massive scale.

"Aww, man that's some severe ruination!"

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

imitosis.


he's keeping busy
yeah he's bleeding stones
with his machinations and his palindromes
it was anything but hear the voice
that says that we're all basically alone

poor Professor Pynchon had only good intentions
when he put his Bunsen burners all away
and turning to a playground in a Petri dish
where single cells would swing their fists
at anything that looks like easy prey
in this nature show that rages every day
it was then he heard his intuition say

we were all basically alone
and despite what all his studies had shown
that what's mistaken for closeness
is just a case of mitosis
and why do some show no mercy
while others are painfully shy
tell me doctor can you quantify
he just wants to know the reason why

why do they congregate in groups of four
scatter like a billion spores
and let the wind just carry them away
hows can kids be so mean?
our famous doctor tried to glean
as he went home at the end of the day
in this nature show that rages every day
it was then he heard his intuition say

we were all basically alone
despite what all his studies had shown
that what's mistaken for closeness
is just a case of mitosis
sure fatal doses of malcontent through osmosis
and why do some show no mercy
while others are painfully shy
tell me doctor, can you quantify?
the reason why

-Andrew Bird

Monday, January 14, 2008

a big bowl of proof.


THESE are real. These are real.
*clap! clap!*

Friday, January 11, 2008

violently happy.



I'd totally play in bjork’s end of the sandbox if she were in my kindergarten class.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

visuals over headlines.


Simple and strong.
The Economist ads are all unique works of art. They do a fantastic job of conveying a bold message without appearing gaudy. (If you look closely, you'll notice that they've snuck their red logo in the lower middle area of the brain.)

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

No he didn't.

Oh yes he did.

It's just been confirmed.
Ninny got his hands on a copy of Rockband.
This excites and scares me all in the same breath.
Has this whole thing gone too far?
Are we going to continue to be consumed by instruments made out of plastic?
I really don't know what to say except

I call drums on MAPS !!!!!!!!

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

fading out.



Quarterly meetings bore me. Black ink does not.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

lo·gos


Corporate branding is a bitch.

By early November, the thought of creating another logo for a client with no comprehension of good design made me want to vomit all over my keyboard. It's always a battle selling the "less is more" approach when the client has visions of BIGGER, BOLDER and with colourful mascots wearing party hats. I find that when patience is short and creative juice is running low it's best to walk away from it all for a while to regain your sanity.

After a two month hiatus, I'm feeling refreshed and ready to take on 2008 diligently.

Above are some of my favourite compositions from '07.