Visual Metaphors

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1laBLYjuqM

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Target: Pets
Source: Pet shop and Charcoal Grill
Ground: Neglection of animals
Tension: Food vs. Real animals

Target: the left and right sides of the brain
Source: strict architecture and laid back plantife
Ground: depiction of the two different sides of the brain
Tension: Physical structures and forms instead of two different ways of thinking



Target: Homeless people
Source: invisibilty
Ground: How people ignore the homeless in most cases
Tension: This person ispsyhically not there as oppose to just being ignored

Street artist in London

Disney's WALLE: In the opening shot of the movie the forms that appear to be architecture are actually piles of trash

replacement.

silhouettes/interiors

Cigarettes

Cigarettes: tabacoo leaves rolled in a paper for smoking.

Cigarettes are dear to my heart. Most of my family smokes. It's a part of my culture. I smoke like a frieght train.

http://quitsmoking.about.com/cs/nicotineinhaler/a/cigingredients.htm

Public Nudity ; those people be neked Paw Paw

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Reptilian Overlords

Reptilian Overlords; Hard core conspiracy theory in which someone beleives that the universe is controlled by Reptiles from another dimension disguised as humans.

There are people who beleive this. I've met them, they are strange.

http://www.reptilianoverlords.com/

http://www.thewatcherfiles.com/mindcontrol-bartley.html

http://www.thewatcherfiles.com/exposing_reptilians.htm

Hipsters

Hipsters according to Urban dictionary is a generation of open minded, counterculture. They value independent thinking and also seem to have a specific type of music that is popular amoung Hipsters. I imagine hipster culture would vary from place to place, but then again don't listen to me. I don't know anything, I'm just a waitress.

I am apparently a hipster by default because i go to art school

lame

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hipster

http://www.latfh.com/

http://www.hipsterhandbook.com/

twilight porn

Twilight is a popular series of books about a young man who is a vampire and his strange half i love her half i want to eat her love story with this girl. The books are written by Stephanie Meyer. They are the new Harry Potter, unfortuantly. Harry Potter was awesome, just sayin.

Twilight porn is pornography based off of this story line. It is pretty funny....


I once watched Twilight porn with Lana and wine. We didn't make it past your dick is so cold..

For reasons I beleive I don't need to explain i did not post pictures of Twilight porn on my blog.

Me and Jesus Don't talk anymore : Religion

Religion: a set beleifs that concern creation, morals, purpose etc. Religions vary from culture to culture. They provide a social community for humans. Most religions worship a god or gods.

I was raised southern Baptist, but I am not personally religious.

http://www.religionfacts.com/

http://www.religioustolerance.org/var_rel.htm

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/religion

Twenty Five Circles of Hell

Dear Shane, I keep seeing circles... so many circles...

enjoy:

I'd like to bag it up

I dare you to:

a pickle juice shot with a coffee chaser.
"It would be interesting to write a book about all the interesting people who come up here." Says Dan. He used to be regular on the 2nd and 3rd shift. He actually still is. The only difference is I don't work those shifts anymore.
Across the nation little old men sit at the counters in coffee shops and talk about cars and football and the old days. "Back when this coffee shop was a Steak and Shake."
The guys who have worked there since high school and never went to college lurk behind the counter. The old men fight about what happened in 1969. And one of those guys behind the counter over stuffs the napkin holders when no one is around, so when the old men slam their fists down on the counter in the middle of an argument napkins shoot across the room. And the guy behind the counter can get a good chuckle.

When the young twenty somethings file in around 9:30 and the shift is fixing to change, the old men leave. And the process starts all over again with younger more radical versions of them.
The guy behind the counter re-stuffs the napkin holders and waits for another victim.


Sometimes he fills his coffee cup with whiskey from the liquor store next door. And drinks all night long.
They pass the night along taking cigarette breaks with the regulars and talking about radical ideas. A mid thirty used to be school teacher who's had his heart broken past repair predicts another civil war. A very confused young man relays his women troubles and agrees that it's coming. They debate political views. The young confused boy fancies himself as Maoist and the ex-school teacher is a stern conservative.

Until the drunks come in and order massive amounts of food. Around 5:30 everyone leaves and morning shift takes over at 6.

She's Lump She's Lump: Free Writing

she's in my head..



Listening to old 90's tunes. Makes me a little nostalgic for when I was little. My mom got me a tiny little radio, back before radios came with cd players. It had a place for cassettes and I had a Randy Newman tape, B52's and The Backstreet Boys on tape.
I used to sit in my room and listen to the radio all day. 102.5, the pop station. They had Margin Maybe. She was a DJ. She used to come on and tell us the traffic report, but I didn't care because that wasn't my problem until much later. And I used to sing along to Alanis Morrisettes You Outa Know, never really understanding what it was about until I got older. And then there was the Spice Girls craze. I had a Baby Spice doll.
She came with a little doll of herself. We used to pretend to be them. Even the boys.
But they won't talk about that now.

The Newest Adventures of Master Blaster

These are the crappy prephotoshop tweated in and non repro pencil orginal art. BUUUT here something new since I have been slacking pretty hardcore lately. And Proxy-Connection: keep-alive
Cache-Control: max-age=0

coarse as usual the MAC lab was messed up. And illustrators where fighting over the scanners and printers. I need to invest in my own scanner and photoshop. One of these days.....I'm just trying to dig life man.

Hope you enjoy Blasters little adventure. Toodles.

Ok Go just keeps getting better

I got into Ok Go in high school freshman year, my best friend Christina and I found their website one day while we where just fooling around on the internet typing random stuff into google. And we came across A Million Ways to be cruel where they were dancing in their backyard. Since then they just get better and better and more creative. I hadn't heard anything for a while about them and I was wondering what happened to them and Lana sent me this on Face Book. I think it's quite brilliant honestly. Thank you OK Go for never disappointing. If you have the time you should definitely watch this

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djMzWf0-eoo

11 by 17 tabliod: Mardi Gras Mambo

Lithium

This is a really bad reproduction. Most of the compostion is cut off. And I took it with my crappy cheap digital camera. But nevertheless here it is.
This is the Elemental table project. We had to choose an element and create a scene based off of it. I chose Lithium. After doing some research I found out it is used for treating bipolar patients, and it is flamable. And I found a list of celebrities and other people in the public eye who have bipolar disorder.
This is what became of it. The posters in the back are lost in this reproduction. There's a Guns 'n' Roses poster, Reproduction of the Scream by Edvard Munch, a picture of Ozzy, a poster of The Mask with Jim Carry, a Lichenstein painting, a Nightmare Before Christmas Poster, and a still from Gone With the Wind.
The elemental number had to be somewhere in the composition, so the three is on the pill bottle although it's a bit cut off.
Lovely Lana was my model. Doesn't she look fantastically insane?

A Day in the Life of Chipster and Simba

Based off of a story Mario told me one day when I came home from class. Apparently Simba was sleeping in the kitchen and a fly kept walking infront of him. He kept halfheartedly swatting at the fly with his paw. Finally the fly walked out of reach and he gave up and put his head back down. So the fly walked up onto his leg and he looked at it and then went back to sleep.