Yes. I have a lot of time on my hands.
(Nah, this just took three hours)
I woke up and had the urge to draw a bear.
Hurt my wrist badly two days ago from overuse so I tried drawing again. Apparently, it doesn’t hurt as much when I’m doing traditional. Then again, my pen tablet is broken which means I really ought to replace it. It keeps falling apart in my hand.
Two weeks left until school starts. Ugh.
Yes, I really haven’t been sleeping well at all.
I love this fucking show.
Late night painting is what keeps me from saying sincere good mornings.
DRAWINGS (these are long overdue, anyway):
I’m not dead, just too lazy to wait for this page to load which is why I haven’t updated this blog until now. A lot of things have happened. I went to Vietnam, got drunk on rice wine, went to Rizal, met up with a few friends, lost one, gained another, stayed awake three days straight thanks to our caffeine-infested kitchen, had my eighteenth birthday, got a slight hangover the day after which when combined with a flu really isn’t enjoyable, got a ukulele, snapped my guitar strings again, restocked our bookshelves, and am now nursing another flu which probably came with the water of our school’s swimming pool.
Weather? Freezing. As in cups-of-coffee-jackets-worn-at-home-slug-mucus freezing, and this is meant to be a tropical country. I have no idea how the ones up north are still alive. I drink too much coffee and tea but I can’t help it. I need something warm (no innuendos, please). My mouth tastes of coffee and cup noodles and it’s still not enough. I still have a slug mucus invading my nostrils.
Damn, you probably didn’t want to know about that. Sorry, I get carried away.
I can’t believe it but I kind of miss the warmth of the sun. Ironic since I complain about heat a lot. I just hate getting sick and I hate waking up in the middle of the night, dying for a piss. I’m running out of jackets to wear, too, and I keep looking at the sky, as if I’m waiting for snow to fall. Or maybe I’m waiting for the worst.
Such maudlin thinking. It’s the cold, I swear.
And I still suck when it comes to titles.
I’d like to tell you about gym class because my whole body is aching and it feels like I have Spongebob’s huge thigh gap. But I don’t have photographs of our baseball practice, and that was quite embarrassing so let’s just skip that and move to what this post is really about: a junk post. As in, I’m just posting this because I have nothing to do and I’m quite bored.
Pippin, Merry, Frodo, Sam, and Gandalf from The Fellowship of the Ring using markers on watercolor paper.
I started reading the series and it’s quite nice. I’m nearly done with the first book. Pippin Took is my favorite because he’s such a brat and of course, I absolutely love Gandalf.. He’s always telling them they’re stupid, albeit subtly.
A charcoal study of the poster of this show.
I have also started watching Da Vinci’s Demons and this series is absolutely beautiful. It’s like a mix of my two favorite shows, BBC Sherlock and Game of Thrones. And Tom Riley is a gorgeous man who looks like Filipino actor, Richard Gomez (which is all kinds of weird but I try not to mind). It has everything: mysteries, gore-y stuff, magical realism, history, and of course, art. I am shamelessly promoting this show. It is wonderful. Watch it. If you’re a fan of BBC Sherlock watch this until September, when Season 3 begins. I’m such a geek. I should stop. But they’re so good and I rewatched Sherlock again yesterday which would be sixth (seventh?) time. I am rambling. Stop.
Enough with that.
I have a new project coming up. My final paper for Lit class, actually, and it’s an illustrated book of Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere. There are two choices actually. Either that or John Green’s Paper Towns which was the original choice. But I did my best to put Neverwhere in because, while John Green is a good writer, paper Towns won’t look as good as Neverwhere once you illustrate it. But I may be biased because I absolutely adore Neil Gaiman. So I am excited. Very, very excited to get started.
Yes, I am well aware that I suck when it comes to blog titles. I apologize for not being one of those people who have no difficulty when it comes to organization, and, well, blog titles.
So school began two weeks ago and whoopee I’m now a college sophomore. Oh how wonderful to go to a school where Catholicism is a must, where you are still treated like a high school student, where there are idiotic rules that make no sense at all as said rules will not bring the apocalypse any closer if you break them. Obviously, I dislike my college, but then, I have never met a student who loves their school wholly, so perhaps this is normal, acceptable, even.
Or perhaps these pancakes I’m eating are so delicious, they’re forcing me to find fault in every single thing in the universe, with the exception of their sweet, sweet taste.
So school, let’s get back to that. Well, classes are fine, not a lot of things to do yet, Lit class is wonderful, College Algebra is surprisingly easy for me, considering how I nearly failed my Math subjects in high school (numbers and I have have never gotten along). Everything is normal.
But you guys don’t care about that, of course, since this is a blog for my drawings and other random things. Random things done, drawings next.
Have only had once class in Figure Drawing and Benji has yet to give our plate back to us so here is a sketch of Thom Yorke drawn during the bus ride to Manila, the gates of hell, and below that, a drawing of Wreck-it Ralph for my friend.