MOTHER'S DAY 2012

I made my mom a card for Mother's Day with a witty little poem about her on it. Just in case you can't read my chicken scratch hand writing, this is the rhyme:

You don't like bugs and you rarely wear shoes.
So if you find a spider, I'll step on it for you.
Happy Mother's Day
-C

She really, really hates spiders. She also really does like being a barefoot hippie.

NEW OLD SPLASH

I decided that a great big gas mask on my splash page might just scare away the more delicate potential clientele. I used to just be in the "screw those lame stiffs" mindset, but money is money. I now live in Kansas and I have to slightly adapt to my surroundings. Around these parts, counterculture can be dumbfounding and downright terrifying to the average Joe. Of course I will always have my edgy art but I'll just lure them in the door with something that won't scream freak show right off the bat.

So I brought back an old image that I used to use as the main background image for the entire site. It's a piece I call "Old World Portal." To me it still feels weird yet strangely beautiful at the same time... just like me!

RIP MCA

Today my heart is truly saddened. Adam Yauch (aka MCA) of The Beastie Boys died at the age of 47. He was a pioneer in the realm of hip-hop and he will be missed.

I've been jamming BB tunes since middle school. I still have three cassettes in my truck that I still blast on the regular. This week amigo, I will rock nothing but The Beastie Boys in your honor.

SOUP SLURPER

I want to complain about someone in particular but without any names. I don't actually know this kid, I've only seen him around. But he's always really full of himself and overly trying to draw everyone's attention. It's the same dude who annoyed the piss out of me at the last WSU wearable art show competition that I was in. This was pretty much a costume contest. What was his costume you ask? He stripped down to his underwear and shoddily painted words all over himself. My brother asked him what he was supposed to be and his response was "I am the embodiment of your nightmares!" Yes, because I'm deathly afraid of nearly naked idiots.

You might be thinking that his performance must have been amazing. Unfortunately all he did was play Counting Bodies by A Perfect Circle and then flopped around on stage like a twicthy retarded zombie. My four year old niece is more creative than that. In the end, he won second place in the category of sound even though his costume didn't make any. The DJ simply played a song and he stomped around a bit. There were so many other entries that were far more thought out and executed. I kind of felt like it was all a WSU popularity contest instead of an art competition.

Anyways, I'm only bitching because he sat next to me in the computer lab slurping his soup and splattering it all over. I'm just a stickler for table manners and respecting the other people that are forced to sit around you.