another lovely lovely.

their page


This person left a comment on one of my pieces on deviantArt.
Their avatar is "sicken"
I looked at their page and just fell in love. If I got sick with anything, it was with adoration.

UNIQLO CALENDAR

This baby makes me love tilt-shift photography so much.

UNIQLO CALENDAR

J.C. Leyendecker

WOW.

I happened upon his work today with the Ivory Soap advertisements (the really homoerotic ones) and I'm just amazed at what I'm seeing.

This one, I really like.

oh goody-goodness~

mayann lieudine (I can't quite tell what her last name is, click the pic for the link.)

i found a new artist i like, :)


by the way, I've been stressing myself out way too much lately.
i need to slow it down and just learn to love it all. i should like being busy.

So I will. :)

p.s. i hate my hair.

p.s.s. i am going to work myself to the bone this week, but in the good way.

--

today was a hard day.

daaaang

These are some pretty FLY bugs, I wanna hang with their posse.

"Bitch! I Don't Know Your Life!"

I met Chip Kidd today.

He is quite funny. Seeing and meeting him in person just makes me like him even more.

Oh goodness me-oh-my.
My life has become fuller, and I don't think that I would be quite how I am today if it weren't for him.
I mean, I've read both his novels, and The Cheese Monkeys definitely influenced me in my later high school years.
It awakened my love for the graphic design world.


But yeah, Chip Kidd's "Bitch, I Don't Know Your Life!" story is very much so like the La-A story, but so much better.
I want to go to New York City now.
And go to this KFC by Union Square.


LIFE! It's so energizing!


xo
Michael

(Can you tell I'm uber happy right now?)
P.S. Chip Kidd called himself a whore. :)

pre-semester stress.

I leave for Minneapolis tomorrow.
And I can't say I'm feeling too jazzed, I know I should be, but I'm not.

Here's why:
1) I had a good summer, and I still feel I should be here in Texas for just a bit longer, even if for a week.
2) Money issues. I'm good financial aid and tuition and stuff wise, I'm just not being too wise with my personal spending. So I'm afraid of where that's leading me. (down the path of starvation, i'm sure.)
3) This semester is going to be tough. Two reasons: Classes and their work, and attempting to make a relationship happen.

I mean, the freshman year excitement is wearing off and I know it, I can feel the woes of this semester bogging me down already.
I really should cheer up though, it's going to be nice up in Minneapolis compared to here. Sure, humid, but nice. Not blazing hot and oh-god-I-want-to-melt-like-butter-on-toast sort of hot.


Also, I'm on orientation crew, so that's pretty nifty. But the fact that the training takes up a lot of the day, in which that could be time i could be using to go back to working at the records office, making money as compared to what I make now (which is nothing by the way) makes me kind of sad.


I hate double-edged swords.



hoping his pre-semester blues commit suicide,

Michael

hey!

you know what's cool?



when reaverbots die.

a letter.

To those of you who read this blog, you are saints.
You may not understand how much it means to me to actually have people care for what I have to say.
But I care. Quite a bit. I shouldn't.


But anyways, besides the gratitude I just need to post this so I can come back to this and be disappointed in myself or be proud of myself.
Why?
Because I'm telling myself to FINISH YOUR ART!
AND UPDATE YOUR WEBSITE, IT'S JUST DISGRACEFUL AND YOU KNOW IT.



yeah, I like to beat myself up sometimes.

But future me, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE do not disappoint me or you.


-Michael

i think...

... I just had a little heart attack.


Those you care about the most can really scare you sometimes.

oh dear.

It's the end of the semester.
And here I is, at work.

I don't know why it's such a weird color... but it is.

I am packing and cleaning and putting things in storage.
I'm gonna miss this place, it kinda' rocks.
There is a katamari of papers that need to be thrown out and filed or whatever on my desk... it's a disaster blaster sir!

But let's see, last week there was a end of semester celebration thing and there was a dunk tank, here is the crowd from said dunk tank:

Also, guess what? I'm dating an awesome guy. His name is Alex, there he is in the background!

He's a comic major and he's a gentleman and he's awesome. :3

But yeah, say hello to Summer and goodbye to MCAD for now.
I will be back in the 612 in August.

Quote of the day

“Drinking out of a canning jar, formerly only a college occurrence, used to go hand-in-hand with thoughts like: “Are these hippies going to give me scabies?” and “If tofu can absorb any taste, could we go with a good one?” That was around the turn of the century, though, and things have changed. These days, when a girl in a high-waisted jumpsuit plunks a Ball jar down in front of me—whether it’s full of wine or chicken liver mousse—I think, “I must be very hip and bohemian. Thank God I turned out so cool."

-Nina Lalli

:3

i like this

i apologize in advance...

... but i'm slightly amazed at my weird way of progress, i haven't done a nice colored pencil piece or finished any of my personal (non school related) drawings in a long time, but this commission i'm working on is just delighting the fuck out of me (pardon my french).

i'm just amazed at how quickly i'm integrating what i've learned in my drawing II class into my work, and that i've finally finished a like... area of those triangles after all this time of slacking off.

i just had to do them or else i would have put it off with a mix of homework, school, work, and hanging out.

sorry!

--

i haven't really updated lately.

i really should. shouldn't I?

well, here's a few things to share: 

erik krenz

the barreleye fish

bill ferenc

gregory euclide

i guess that's it for now.
i'm super psyched about my 3-D class assignments right now.
basically, wood toys. :3

i feel really good about the class.

p.s. i'm lazy and poor so i haven't gone to get my camera fixed yet... at least i hope it's a fixable problem... i think it is.

death of a camera

my camera that I got last year as a graduation present is not working.

i don't know what happened to it. 

it was a Canon PowerShot SX100 IS.

8.0 megapixels of moment capturing. 

i'm going to attempt to see if anyone can fix it or figure out what happened. autopsy?

otherwise, it is dead.

look out for a resurrection post for when it "comes back to life".... if that happens.

paper.

It's crazy.

I've only been back at school for about a week now, and I've gotten two papercuts.

The first one was HORRIBLE.

I had to use two band-aids. It was that bad.

It came from a pad of giant newsprint.

The second, damned Gardner's Art Through the Ages (my art history book) and it's on my right index finger.

Why are paper cuts so horrible?

I love paper, but it can be so evil. Slicing into you like a knife.... a really agitating knife.

Micah Lidberg

Wow.

He's pretty awesome.

He graduated from MCAD, apparently. Noice.

check his site out: micah lidberg

oh.

by the way, in case you were wondering, back in november, i attempted to join the elite facial hair wielders, but, alas, i could not. therefore, there were no pictures to post, i think i belong to the scruffy peachfuzz society.

D:

(i could not grow a beard for novembeard.... in case you didn't understand that up there)

NEAT!

Wow, I think pyramids and triangles are definitely in.

Check these out: PYRAMI[N]DS

have you seen this man?

cd ryan

Christopher David Ryan.

he is amazing.

God. Learn him.

What the Heck, Texas? What the Heck?

It's January, last I checked.

And it's like 70-80 degree weather right now in Texas.

This is some messed up stuff.

I'm sorry, I've been in Minnesota too long to know that this is NOT winter weather.

I'm so happy to be going back to Minnesota next week.

Texas, you're nice, you have my bestest friends in the world here, but you're far too boring for my tastes. Well, at least Flower Mound is.

I WANT TO GO BACK TO COLLEGE.

Oh, God. 

I just realized, I'm going to want to kill myself this summer. MONTHS without being at MCAD.

I need to find something interesting to do and not "I want to kill myself in this god forsaken town"-worthy for this summer.

I will cry, I swear I will, if I ever feel like I want to kill myself this summer.

I'm going to be soooooo homesick (for MCAD.)