This is a collage done after finding a blog that was talking about metrosexuals being drugged by women. Except for the apples the entire woman's body was constructed out of a picture of a high heeled shoe.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Collage Blog
This is a collage done after finding a blog that was talking about metrosexuals being drugged by women. Except for the apples the entire woman's body was constructed out of a picture of a high heeled shoe.
Friday, February 22, 2008
The Return of Fuzzy Fitz
Couldn't believe
It was happening
Right before my very eyes
Fuzzy fitz
How could it reach?
Around that way
Without injecting
Or fudging the spur
Back into the veins
Fuzzy Fitz
One uncontrollable spasm
After the other
Writhing across the floor
With, much pleasure
Fuzzy fitz
When could it end?
Wait…
Possibly never
I can't bare much more of
Fuzzy Fitz
(close eyes)
Fuzzy fitz
Fuzzy fitz
Fuzzy fitz
Finally an end to the absurdity
An end to the anticipation
God forgive the Platypus
He can't help masturbation
It was happening
Right before my very eyes
Fuzzy fitz
How could it reach?
Around that way
Without injecting
Or fudging the spur
Back into the veins
Fuzzy Fitz
One uncontrollable spasm
After the other
Writhing across the floor
With, much pleasure
Fuzzy fitz
When could it end?
Wait…
Possibly never
I can't bare much more of
Fuzzy Fitz
(close eyes)
Fuzzy fitz
Fuzzy fitz
Fuzzy fitz
Finally an end to the absurdity
An end to the anticipation
God forgive the Platypus
He can't help masturbation
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Painting Seminar Bobble
This is a true story, the names have been omitted to keep away from uneeded drama.
The Mole came walking down the hallway and ran into THE PROFESSOR. THE PROFESSOR seemed to look at the Mole in a weird way and ask, " what was happening in the space, known to only a few, The No Exit Gallery?" The Mole told him that it was the Painting Seminar classes show. THE PROFESSOR then began to state their opinion, "the craftsmanship is horrible", " You would expect better from an upper level painting course" " isn't craftsmanship something you are supposed to learn in Painting 1" and to an extent, that THE PROFESSOR thought the show looked like... well, SHIT. To a certain extent the Mole agreed, there could have been more pieces that seemed finished. The Mole thought some of the concepts were really good and others not so much, the Mole thought the work needed to be closer to something that a gallery could possibly accept without taking one look and throwing the painting in the alley by the dumpster. The Mole seemed a little bobbleheaded. The Mole left from the discussion with THE PROFESSOR almost, but not complete agreement with those words. The Mole walked off down the hallway with those words from THE PROFESSOR and the Mole's thought was that the next show is going to have to impress and not STINK up the entire school.
The Mole came walking down the hallway and ran into THE PROFESSOR. THE PROFESSOR seemed to look at the Mole in a weird way and ask, " what was happening in the space, known to only a few, The No Exit Gallery?" The Mole told him that it was the Painting Seminar classes show. THE PROFESSOR then began to state their opinion, "the craftsmanship is horrible", " You would expect better from an upper level painting course" " isn't craftsmanship something you are supposed to learn in Painting 1" and to an extent, that THE PROFESSOR thought the show looked like... well, SHIT. To a certain extent the Mole agreed, there could have been more pieces that seemed finished. The Mole thought some of the concepts were really good and others not so much, the Mole thought the work needed to be closer to something that a gallery could possibly accept without taking one look and throwing the painting in the alley by the dumpster. The Mole seemed a little bobbleheaded. The Mole left from the discussion with THE PROFESSOR almost, but not complete agreement with those words. The Mole walked off down the hallway with those words from THE PROFESSOR and the Mole's thought was that the next show is going to have to impress and not STINK up the entire school.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
The Mole Spoke About It
You are not dead
Those lies on your hands
Are written on rough paper
The quintessential, unrequited
Longing for black hair blue eyes
Was always there
Tell the butterflies to STOP
The lining of your stomach is raw
But...Bleed now
Stare at the ceiling
For some time the answers were written there
Just needed the magical elixir or
Just need to quit being scared
Take their word for it
No, no more elixir
You've had enough
The gold is awaiting your arrival
Those lies on your hands
Are written on rough paper
The quintessential, unrequited
Longing for black hair blue eyes
Was always there
Tell the butterflies to STOP
The lining of your stomach is raw
But...Bleed now
Stare at the ceiling
For some time the answers were written there
Just needed the magical elixir or
Just need to quit being scared
Take their word for it
No, no more elixir
You've had enough
The gold is awaiting your arrival
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