Pistachio Late Nights

There were some shells lying around. And then there was a pen. And so yeah. I will probably go to some other level of hell for drawing Gandhi on a pistachio because there was a reddish dotty thing in the middle.

Educating myself about North Korea on Christmas

"There was a brief flurry of negotiations that year on co-hosting the upcoming 1988 Seoul Olympics, which ended in failure and was followed by the 1987 bombing of a South Korean commercial aircraft (Korean Airlines flight 858) by North Korean agents." -http://www.state.gov/r/pa/ei/bgn/2792.htm

lol Directly after reading this sentence, I was like, "Wait, what???" God I hate politics and people so much sometimes. Nothing ever makes sense. It's so irrational. But maybe that's the only RATIONAL EXPLANATION HUR HUR HUR 

On Artists

I don't think an artist ever shows everyone/anyone all his/her/zir work.

Unless you are an "artist" like MBR [mr. brainwash]. lol

Now I'm on Facebook what

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Hellxia-Art/183005925046050



Um, it's a lot more organized. Yeah. You are welcome to be offended.

Done for the night

That's all I've done for critique, looks a lot better than what it was before... but I think I'll still want to change it back to the way it was before. Later. Buh. So much paint $$$$$

Abstract What

I will probably not ever be taking a better photo of this. lol Abstract assignment for beginning drawing.

Markers on PERFECTLY GOOD QUALITY PRICEY AS HELL RAG PAPER. Ugh.

Static

Uh I'll take a better picture at some other point in my life. Later. Later later.

I quite like this one though. This Barbie thing could be a gimmick, but I think there's a lot of meaning in it. Although, other than Barbie, everything in this image is a pop gimmick. This one was a sort of quick piece for a beginning drawing independent project. It talks about how we are born of the media only to feed right back into it. It's this cycle of terrible life.

Ink and watercolor markers

ufhffhhhhhhhh

Final critique is on Wednesday and I am super NOT DONE. Ughhhhh IF ONLY HAD THIS COLD NOT STRIKETH ME TO MY BEDROOM CHAMBERS.

This is the worst time to be sick. I GOT ALL MA FINALS THIS UPCOMING WEEK INSTEAD OF THE WEEK AFTER FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF minus English, which I opted to take on the last Friday of finals WAH WAH WAHHHH my professor is probably gonna give me a super difficult test!!!! AIYAH!

But at least I think I quarantined this cold relatively quickly, so I'm hoping to be healthy by critique, which is a helluva lot faster than my colds usually go.

As for the painting... ergh. I really am not sure what to do with it... I'm not really digging the blue [which I used half a tube on ughhhh $$$] and I don't think this dynamic is quite working with me.... so I think I might go back to my ORIGINAL background [which, in class, we're not allowed to call a background faoiwejafowieafoidfj]... UGHHHHH $$$$$$$$$$$TICK$$$$$$TICK$$$$$$$$$TICK$$$$$$$