She died with a record in her hand.

Drybrushed hand & record player I did for my Illustration paper.



Some bits look slightly funky, but I'm cool with it.

Loved for too long.

Moodboard for a website I'm designing for my Digital Interactive Design class:

(Click to see actual size.)

You And For Me.

These Here Hands.

I drew chris' hand yesterday in my Illustration class, annnd considering I'm not a great drawer, I was pretty excited about this one:



Drawn from this photo:

She says her name is Goldie.

Made these Sin City pictures into vector images this afternoon in Illustrator for a t-shirt. Pretty stoked.

Front

Back

Blogthoughts, rhymes with Hoggwarhts.

Devandra Banhart and Fabrizio Moretti would make the most adorable babies on earth. Too bad neither of them have a uterus. They could've made an army of dark curly haired hipsters.

Pretty Little Snowflakes

Makin' paper snowflakes for Christmas cards. So cute.

Who else needs a Bloody Mary?

Irrational Fear #1

Mirrors.

Why do we hear so many bad things about mirrors?

I got told when I was a kid that if you stare at yourself in the mirror for too long a big fat lady jumps out of the mirror and slaps you in the face for being vain. Then of course, there's Bloody Mary, who will scratch your eyeballs out just for saying her name, seems a tad unreasonable, but hey, that's girls for ya right?! Pft. Anywho, you've got Michael Jackson telling you to listen to the man in the mirror, Mr. Susan going on about his mirror balls, you break a mirror and you'll get seven years bad luck.

Actually, the episode of Supernatural with Bloody Mary scared me so much that I could barely look in the mirror. With the look that I had going on, thank god no one recognised me during that phase, what with the birdsnest that had replaced my hair, a mess so epic it probably would have scared Bloody Mary herself.

Maybe this is why I hate going to the hair dresser. Not the birdsnest, the fact that you have to sit there and stare at yourself.

What the fuck is it about mirrors that scare us?? I feel like even just bringing up Bloody Mary, I'm going to have freakin' nightmares. BRING IT MARY. Your birdsnest ain't got nothing on mine.

P.S. I couldn't bring myself to post a picture of Bloody Mary, so you get the cocktail, which looks mighty tasty.

Unhealthy Obsession #1

Popcorn!

I absolutely love popcorn. I love it plain, I love it salted, I love it buttered, I love it covered in honey, covered in caramel, covered in icing sugar. In America they even have cheese popcorn! CHEESE POPCORN! I've only tried this once in my life, but I loved it.

So unhealthy? Yes, I suppose, unless you always eat it plain, which is just not done in a movie theatre. If I told my doctor about this obsession I'm sure he'd frown upon it, then again, doctors frown upon any kind of obsession, don't they?

Design for Mankind?

So I made this postcard last night, for this project.
I can't figure out which font I like better.

[Because this blog is a bitch, click on the picture to see the whole thing.]

It's all about the minor details!