
Inspired completely by a monolouge I performed in drama class:
"You don't understand anymore. You got that wide stare that people stick in their eyes so no one will know their head's asleep. You got to be a shuffler, a moaner. You want me to come sit and eat fruit with you and watch the clock run out. You start to drag and stumble from the rotten weight of all the people that should have been told off, all the things you should have said, all the specifications that aren't yours. The only thing you got left is your food in a resturaunt if they do wrong and you send it back and make a big fuss with the waiter. You got to know what's the name of the game and the what the rules are with nobody ever telling you. You have to own your days and name them, each one of them, every one of them, or else the years go by and none of them belong to you."
I love that monolouge. I can't remember what play it's from, or who wrote it. Anyway, look closely and you can see there's a bomb in the fruit bowl.

I was highly bored after band practice. It was either art work or studying Spanish. El opci�n, mi amigos y amigos, es muy ficil. (The choice, my friends is very easy.) Besides, I got a 106 on my last Spanish test without studying. So I drew. We've all seen Little Mermaid, right? Well, you know Ursuala? I have a fascination with sea creatures, so decided I would draw a half octopus, half person. And I'm incapable of drawing ugly people (let me rephrase that, I am incapable of drawing people who are supposed to be ugly, as upposed to people who are supposed to be beautiful and turn out looking deformed) so I couldn't do a nasty hag. You can't make all of her out because my scanner doesn't pick up all of my pencil marks. Once again, I would like to remind you I accept cash, check, and credit card donations.

It's a gnome goat thingie. Don't ask me! I honestly don't know.

It's Duncan Sheik. (My dad thinks he's a band called "Dunking Sheep." You just can't GET things when you're over 30, I suppose.) It doesn't really look much like him, or any other human male for that matter, but my current project is to learn how to draw males. Seeing as I know no real men, only funny little boys with long arms, long legs, and no facial hair, I don't have much to go by. (Many applogizes to those guys, but you know I'm right.) So expect a lot of guys of my CD covers to come soon. This is charcoal, not pencil. But all you art fanatics out there knew that, right? Right.