Mostly, people are focused on not getting blown up. It’s all part of a circle belonging to an interworking network working toward. As there will be over fifty different college groups aim little sisters up into the air this weekend. What we’re trying document is the movement of most of the stories to emergency places. The stories have to become simply lights for a while, thrown asunder from the rest of the group that feels the need to sleep. The people followings us around, keeping track of our insides and making sure that we’re alright told me that we should be able to land anytime soon. And apparently there’s a cave to the north that would interest us we just need to make sure we don’t explode the people with other goals for their bombs in mind. It’s pretty much a chaotic cyber battlefield and I’ve had way too much access to the horrors it contains.
Fine, detailed and subtle animated artwork created by New York illustrator Rebecca Mock. Apparently the animated gif back to stay, gradually more and more people are exploring this old format and customers asking for shouting. Several of these illustrations were created for the New York Times or The Warlus magazine.
After trying for days to get me to visit my relatives in Mexico, my mother told me my problem wasn’t that I was different than everyone, it was that I thought I was different.
In an Introduction to Drawing class in college, I had to do a self portrait for homework. I’d done lots of self-portraits in high school art, so I decided to mix things up for once and I drew myself shirtless, including what my professor later called “ornate” chest hair and two oblong nipples. This was a studio class and we had to display and critique our drawings at the beginning of every class. I had to sit back, cringing, while people tried talking about my drawing without laughing.
When my professor finally asked me why I decided to draw myself shirtless I could only muster a, “Because I wanted it to be different.”
I haven’t been to Mexico since.