At Night I Lay At Home With My Sheets Soaking Wet

Okay, I haven't posted in this thing for nearly a couple of days at this point, but at least it's for good reason....I just haven't really had anything to post. Nothing and everything has changed all at once. Spent some time in the nega-zone known as Sainsburys earning my pennies putting bread on shelves, spent hours and hours trying to come up with ideas for a personal project, rearranged my studio aka. my bedroom, had the past break my heart, realized that I have had the shit kicked out of me for so long that even the death of a close friend’s family member barely affects me, carried a dollar bill in my wallet, was blown away by Jumper, seriously inflamed my arthritis with Guitar Hero, etcetera, etcetera.Here is a pretty simple job I did for a friend at work a few weeks ago, that came out really nice. It was the first time in a long time that I felt like I actually accomplished something through the whole “let me just see what I come up with” way of generating ideas.

I have been becoming increasingly disinterested in my colours anymore. It seems like I have been using the same crutches for a couple of years now, and quite frankly it just isn't fun anymore. I figured this new personal project would be a good time to experiment with some different palettes and different techniques, and I think they will come off pretty well.

I think I could spend the rest of my life only listening to rock music.