Fuck Cars...

Ok so this isn't nessacarily a NEW drawing but I think it's interesting...

I spent most of today in this manic frenzy of cleaning // changing alfits // listening to music. I was sitting in my room wondering if my desktop speakers would plug into my mac and work. I plug them into the usb port and audio jack and presto...music at the appropriate level...11

Finally I got my shit together and decided to head out for my ride. I wanted no real destination, I wanted more to see the city. So I text Tabo and ask him if he's still up at our school. He is, along with Jill and Alice who is closing the print center. I tell him I'll head that way and to text me if he leaves.

I go through a normal fiasco trying to get all the bikes situated. I don't have a bike lock of my own right now so I take Nina's lock and try to move her bike into our pseudo utility room I guess we'll call it. Anyway, I get everything situated and head out, suddenly realizing that I've locked myself out of my house during the musical bikes game. Fuck. Oh well...Im leaving anyway.

I love riding a bike because you are completely in the elements...I need a motorcycle soon but even a motorcycle can't get to all these little places a bike can, can't be stealthy.

Here's what the ride was like 

Shit, my tires are low. Go back? Nah.

Going down Chicago ave...the sun is setting behind me and everything is cast in orange

Metal grates on the bridge makes my tires bob up and down.

I can see my breath but it feels perfect

Cracks in the road make me post on my pedals

Smells like concrete and bread right here...really really strong

This hill isn't so tough

Graffiti tags

Libyan cabby spits and walks round his car

Weave in between the L tracks and parked cars

Car honks, "Go fuck yourself." I say

Pull into the shade of five sky scrapers the surround my school

That ride was amazing really. I'm still reeling off of it if you can't tell. I think from I'm going to try and bike to my classes from now on, makes me feel a lot better and I'm sure I'd get along with people more, I'd be too tired to confront them.

that is all

[shea]

Uh...say wha now?

There's like...sixteenMILLION terrible global catastrophes going on right now.

Including St. Patrick's Day...Jesus Christ...worse timing ever.  

So...if anyone watches MSNBC you've seen some scary stuff over and over again. They try to give hope here and there but mostly shit's getting real.

- Japan is reaching BEYOND critical mass, and long term effects and range of radiation are unknown.

- Foreign dictator in Libya kills thousands of civilians and the people are now revolting via torrent guns and RPGs...apparently enough is enough

- During all the fucking craziness Republicans and radicals alike conspire to seize all government funding for NPR and major budget cuts to PBS. I have to stress that this is the scary part to me. People in cities will be fine...they have the funding for their own stations but out in rural areas, where local colleges usually broadcast, they will not be able to continue. This leave these people with no other opinions other then right wing, red state, narrow minded ideologies. This leaves these people to a life of Walmart, McDonalds, Waffle House, Budwieser, Mountain Dew, fucking Coca-cola. And that hurts to say...I fucking love coke. But it's true. All of this coming together to attempt to make these people simple minded, in ill heath mentally and physically, and to keep them consuming.

I don't understand...when things like this are going down...the whole world is going crazy...and I don't know exactly how to feel about all of it...I draw really really random shit...for instance -

They are lizards...I think they are made of pure energy or something...they seem like it don't they? All flowing together and what not. I like them...illustrator has a lot of short cuts though, I'm not entirely sure if I'm down with that or not.

Whatever. Let's build a rocket ship and fly to another planet, I'm serious.

[shea]

And now for something completely different...

So I had to go to Psychology 101 today and I have to tell you, happy camper I was not.

On top of this hesitation, I come into class an hour late, smelling vaguely of herbs, rum and coke on my breath, my shirt is for the Swagger Drinking team but the way it rests on my chest...the only visible word is SWAGGER in big bold letters...

The irony sinks in...

Just take a fucking seat and be quite...we learn about personality disorders, aw man, my favorite...

I don't know what your notes look like...here's mine

 I've been taking notes like this ever since highschool and probably before.

This was a slow evolution from :  

 - just drawing on a different piece of paper 

 - drawing in the median of my homework 

 - then just straight up involving the teacher's lecture (along with random thoughts, class room acts, everything   happening in the moment. etc...)  

I also drew this for you...

That's not Luke Karamazov...by the way...

[shea]

Fuck-all...

So time to start putting this fuckin blog into use and not just add to the billions of sites collecting like trash in the preverbal gutter that is the internet.

You still following me? Cool.

So I'm trying to flesh out some ideas for this group I'm involved with at school. Don't ask why, but i started drawing these animal skeletons dressed in victorian attire, most likely at a tea party. Well, as I continue to flesh out this idea of a taxidermied picnic I'm thinking a lot of stuff...let me see if I can put stream of consciousness into words...

Hmm, fox, rabbit, ducky. 
These things look kinda fucked up without ears...can't tell which is what...
Hats...aw man, hats with fuckin ears...

I start drawing this top hat on the Fox with real ears stitched onto the boarder...here's a picture

                                                                              

                                                                              
                                                                  

I like him...and bic pens are awesome. I don't know why I ever stopped using them, they are fantastic. Like a pencil that can never fucking be erased...don't know if you realize but that's an awesome quality to have...

I'm thinking of making hats like this in real life, other props as well, possibly some rabbit ears on a binocular steam perchance? I just have to figure out where to get all these animal bits...

I now reflect on everything that's lead up to this point in my life, where I find myself asking...

Where can I find dead animal bits?

...whatever...no regrets...

[shea]