Saturday, November 26, 2011

i'm hoping to come to a decision soon




If it's hard to read, here's a transcription of my bad handwriting:
"How much of your life was decided on a whim?"
Hmm. It's hard to say for sure. There's the obvious stuff- our friendship, for instance, but then there's the grey area where the whim was attached so early that it was just assumed the motivation was considered. Did I really want to go to school for what I did? or did it sound like a good idea once and I simply decided that was it?
"Right."
How about you?
"Barely anything was decided on a whim."
That sounds difficult.
"It's excruciating. Have you ever been grocery shopping and you found yourself debating the pros and cons of two similar products? Like, for a while?"
No, not really. I just throw one in my cart like BAM!
"Okay, well- if you can imagine that situation, apply that feeling of frustration to your whole life."
Wow.
"I've been thinking about becoming an alcoholic. I'm hoping to come to a decision soon."

Friday, November 25, 2011

so that's reason #2

Reason #3: we're gonna get drunk on Bacardi Breezers and then read Harry Potter Book 4 in Spanish.

There isn't a story or meaning here. I'm scared I might be the only person on Earth that finds the idea of a monster methodically filling cups with urine really, really funny.

-beanforest

Sunday, November 20, 2011

a place of amused detachment

Holy cuh-RAP, I can't believe how fast November is flying by. Holiday shopping struck the Etsy shop hard and early this year, so it feels like it was late October and then I sat down to stamp some buttons, and then I just looked up for the first time to notice that 20 days have gone by.

Anyway, I hate that I feel like I'm neglecting this blog. I'm sorry, blog. I didn't forget you. Are you okay? Here is a cat treat. Do you forgive me? (now be prepared, blog, for another 1.5 months of possible neglect.)

On top of the time woes, my scanner is kind of not good. It's the kind of machine that regularly inspires me to move it outside violently through a window, but that's between me and my scanner. And maybe the window. Here are the few pages I could pull into my computer before Mr. Hewlett had a seizure and failed to wake back up:

What time is the panic scheduled to start?

The Jay-Z quote is totally unrelated to the Catholic schoolgirl. Drawing it brought back memories from elementary school (I escaped the faith before high school), and I can spot 3 infractions at a glance: the smoking (obviously), her skirt is too short, and the shirt is partially untucked. Did I miss anything?

This page didn't have a point except that I wanted to draw a creepy dog. Click to see bigger.

My fingers are crossed that it's not December before I'm able to post again.

Thanks for reading!

beanforest

Friday, November 4, 2011

three cheers for censorship

Hip-hip-HOORAY! Hip-hip-HOORAY! Hip-hip-HOORAY!!!

I know simply to never be scared ever again.

I used to draw lots of naked people in my sketchbooks.
Couple different reasons for this:
- naked people are super fun to draw.
- I was taking figure drawing classes, so it was inevitable that nudity would work its way into my non-class artwork.
- naked people are kind of timeless. Clothes give us a point of reference for fashion and history. As I've always combined writing and drawing, I liked the idea that my figures could break out of the feeling that "this was drawn sometime between 1995 and 2010" and to do that, I had to remove their clothing. But I took this idea a little further and decided that hairstyles date the human figure too. So for a while, you'd open up my sketchbook to any given page and there was a 70% chance that there was either a naked bald man or a naked long-haired woman saying something weird. Looking back now, this might've come across as extremely anti-social behavior.

Why did I share that? Oh, right, nudity. I'm enrolled in a figure drawing class this semester, so the waves of naked people have returned. Weee!! You probably couldn't tell from my sketchbook that I'm capable of drawing proportionally, but I'm not getting a grade in the class or my sketchbook, so balls to things like anatomy and accurate depiction.

Thanks for reading,

beanforest