Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Lick-quid

I've been having these interesting dreams lately that I will probably turn into something you can see or read. They remind me of the dreams I had about 3-2 years ago. I can't really describe a lot of them, but the feeling is kind of summer night time, wet grass, thirsty, crying and yelling but no noise, laughing, tearing and healing, blood and gunk oozing, eyes straining to stay awake, moist air, fresh smells hot breathing. Dripping, everything is dripping.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Dat is funny

Sometimes I stress myself out because I don't feel I'm making something that is really pushing my limits as a creator and that I'm not making of something of true worth. Then I see some really simple drawn cartoons and they make me squeal like a little child with delight. And then I remember thats all I'm supposed to do. Make things that make someone like me squeal like a child. After all that is something of true worth isn't it?

Here are some real sweet pictures: Click and squeal