Aw, look, this is a sweet picture, ennit?
Me, Ryan and Dylan!
I would say something, but I got band practise, then I’m staying round George’s. Maybe tommorow…
It’s My Last Day. And I Love Lancaster. Balls…
I Think It’s An Escape…
The happiest man on earth needs time to get away once in a while. I’d love to say that I was happy pretty much all of the time, I love life and all. But, I think that everyone gets moments where they hate everyone and just want to be on their own for a while, right? It’s called adolescence. That’s when I like to live in my own world, where only the characters I grew live and interact. It’s real nice to have written these stories about these intertwining characters. I’m not sure I want them ever to be published, I just love having them there for me to enjoy.
It’s also like this way of expressing yourself a bit more abstractly. The times when I’m in my world are usually when I’m most inspired or when I’m really down in the dumps (usually the former), but you can really use your feelings to uproot these personalities and characters, and they become a way to express those stupid little teenage anxieties. I guess most of them were created out of me when I was feeling unwanted or hated and all.
But what’s also really interesting is that as you mature and grow, so does the story or the characters. It’s great lookin’ over all my old sketchbooks of the story, and see how much they’ve all changed. It’s like little children that you mould. It’s something to really care about and it’s something to do on a rainy day.
Is that so?! My, you make fantastic conversation!
“Come what may” is indeed a poetic or lyrical way of saying…
No matter what happens
No matter what
Whatever happens
Whatever may come
I really love saying ‘Come What May’ right now…!
Sure, Maybe Not Actually, Besides The Way People Dress Or The Impressions They Give.
I’m talking through art. I was flicking through various people’s art blogs just now, and you can really see what turns them on artistically, what grabs their attention, underlying themes. Block colour, Fine lines, Sexual Undertones, Shadow, Realism, Cartoons, Soft Lines and Sharp Corners. Aw man, it’s amazing. I love how art means different things to everyone (stupid statement XD), but it’s jsut cool that it’s like out own fingerprint, all different in the stranger ways, but revolving around the same principals.
I reckon that actually Everyone could keep an art blog. You can’t say that you don’t like art (unless your a maths teacher - bunch a’ bastards), there’s something there for everyone, styles that turn different people on.
I’m really inspired right now, I’ve found all these great inputs that just really tingle the ol’ artistic gland in me, musically too. Yeah. Art is fucking good. With that, here’s a page of sketchbook I did in the state of arousal that Boneface (artist, lol!)left me in!

My God. I’m In Love.
For Real?! I Wish!
Nah, I’ve found the illustration artist who just completes me… BONEFACE! Man it’s like everything I ever wanted in illustration, I love it! It’s rekindled my aspirations to become such an artist. That and the praise my art teachers were giving: “Go be an Illustrator!”
Man, I could do that: Locksmith and illustrator in the spare time! HAHA! Sun makes me happy - it’s all the Vitamin D it provides!
But it’s great, y’know, when you find something that really expresses and conveys something to you. It’s like when you find a band that you just love but never knew existed, and they just click with you and send shivers down yer spine. We all have them. I got that when I saw this guy’s work, it’s just amazing!
Just documenting the ol’ experience…
Me and my english teacher used to shout “FIENDISH THINGY!” at each other! Another happy memory in the old Secondary school memory bank! Good Times.
(Source: teacupbeagle)