You hold a clock. You watch it tick. You see time pass by.

Fishies!!

You hit a wall, you run the other way, or you hug it.

I don't know, sometimes its like this.

Weezer. Pinkerton. If anyone tells you it isn't their best album, they are liars and not Weezer fans. I feel pity on them.

I like listening to the Bends.

Christmas!!!

Why.

Snowflakes!!!

I have been having a blast doing these small little stick figure drawings.

The Tank Girl Soundtrack has some amazing songs on it. One is by Veruca Salt. Its a low, melodic song. Makes me calm.

I was told to draw a bath today. So I did.

Looking away.

Woooo.

Simple, and awesome.

Who doesn't like the Killers?

So I've liked Madder Rose ever since getting an "X-Factor" 90's alt cd back in 1997. I picked up a few of their cd's and liked them, and last year rediscovered them. Quite nice. Wish they had a bigger library though.

Just s simple Weezer song, but it was stuck in my head. Not sure how the drawing relates, but that's what I was thinking of.

Just a random face. Its not bad, not great either, but good.

I took this picture of me recently, and decided to draw it. I liked it so much I just left the face blank. I think its great.

So I was listening to the album Sawdust by the Killers today. I like it. I particularly like the Abbey Road version of Sam's Town. But also, the song Romeo and Juliet. Its a cover of a Dire Straits songs, but it is a song that I've always liked when it has been on the radio, or a show, or a movie. The Killers do a good cover of it. And It got stuck in my head. Its one of those songs where you can really pull out any line of it and use it as an image. This is the line I pulled out. A simple stick figure, and you can tell he's sad. Making stick figures emotional, not easy.

I honestly didn't feel like drawing anything tonight.

I've been listening to the Killers a lot lately. Sometimes they pick me up, sometimes they drag me down memory lane with them.

I had this vision all night in my head of what to draw. Someone pulling on someone else. It didn't work. This picture in my head just couldn't transfer. You can see it here in the stick figures that are randomly placed in the drawing. I listened to a lot of Wussy after I got home tonight, and I thin, maybe, I changed perspectives on the what to draw. Here it is.



"Said you couldn't name the hour it began to feel like home."
~Wussy

This marks the start of a new sketchpad for me. Fifth in a row. How crazy is that. Anyways, this is an interesting drawing. I have a picture of myself that is similar to this, but after I screwed up the nose I sort of veered off course. Came out ok anyways.

On my walk today I stopped and stood atop the sign for Edgewater Park. It was about four pm and few people were around. The temperature was dropping fast and it had to be near freezing at that point. I turned around and saw my long extended shadow behind me. It was an impressive sight. A nice sort of end to my walk.

I once had a small cactus. It was one my prized possessions. It even flowered once and a while. I am not sure how it died, but I remember being sad. I have two plants now. I've actually owned those plants longer than any relationship I've had. How sad is that.

The Badlands are one of my favorite landscapes. Just nothing for as far as you can see. I've only been there once. I long to return someday.

I liked this one. I almost contemplating doing completely just circles with different patterns, but eventually turned that idea around and into this.

Day two of little drawings. Woot.

For a few days in a row I opted to draw small sketches. Sometimes I have trouble thinking of something to draw, sometimes I just think small drawings look better. A little more detailed and simplistic.