My skin is moist, damp and clinging to the grooves of my fingerprints as I poke myself in the arm. My body feels like it is melting; a body of clay becoming more impressionable and malleable as time goes by and the temperature in this room increases. Trails of salt and water begin to draw lines down my neck as though I'm in a eucalyptus infused steam hut without any foreseeable or immediately evident means of escape. 

There is no escape.

Eager hands

Too vast to bare

Too blunt to dull

Here stands a vagabond tall

like you

You and I can never be mother and daughter.

kissss

drawn from a photo - unsourced

re-discoveries

Carpe dentum, seize the teeth!

Back to the beginning

I think I'm back at square one with this drawing thing. 

Heat

Captain America

Chris Evans sketch

 

cutie cutie chuchuchu~~

Blue Sky

Sidetracked

Untitled

36 x 48 inches

charcoal, white conte, acrylic paint

2003

Thinking about missed opportunities and a forgotten passion.

Tesna Koža

It's actually quite funny.

no thanks

I submitted this drawing to a tote bag contest and they sent me an e-mail letting me know that I didn't win but I should still buy a bag. 

coco

Trying hard to find a purpose.

Sound of desperation

A bad dream

New rule: diary entries have to be at least 50% drawings.

Wish that I was there

Found my travel buddies in my passport that I had drawn up for my trip to London last November to photograph with the surroundings. I only ever used one, I was way too trigger happy. Rewind, you can never be too trigger happy.

Only in Dreams 2

This drawing (an exquisite corpse of sorts) is indeed still in process. I don't work on it everyday, I just add a bit here an there when I need to clear my head.

Only in Dreams

Chicken noodle soup with crumbled feta cheese and quartered tomatoes was so good for the soul today..

A bit of new, a bit of old

Oh god.. too many months have gone by, I blame the lack of a proper sketchbook and a desk constantly covered with crap piled up 10 inches tall. I feel like I've said that before.

In other news, Weezer makes me feel like I've just received a gentle punch to the sternum, and all of the classes I want to take are already full.