Makes Me Think - MMT #10518

Makes Me Think - MMT #10518

Isn't that what, deep down, we're all afraid of?
:(

Grade 8 portfolio

Alright, so I signed up for portfolio classes today and after the dirty looks from my old art teacher (who I kinda abandoned for 3 years whooooops D: ), I was instructed to bring in everything I've drawn in the past 3 years to see if 3 years of RAP program produced anything worth showing to potential art colleges/universities.

GOOD THING I DRAW IN MY FREE TIME.

But nevertheless, I stumbled upon THESE in my picture files, and decided for shits and giggles, I'd share.

Behold. The majority of the grade 8 portfolio that got me into high school.


Still life on chair with clothing.

Self Portrait from mirror (PFFT YEAH RIGHT) with hat.

Stop laughing.

"Over and Over" using a red triangle.

"What goes on inside my head"
LOL WTF WAS I SMOKING I DON'T EVEN KNOW.

I still like this one. This was one of my choice pieces.

COLLAGE :D

Has anyone noticed how much I love still lives? Like actually? LOL




STOP LAUGHING ALREADY.

~Lenny

Back to Basics

Awe man the lyrics. I can't get over them even after 4 years or so.

Sound Of Pulling Heaven Down/ Blue October

Somewhere, far away from here
I saw stars, stars that I could reach (yeah)
It was a midnight, a silent twilight
Fell down, beyond the ocean beach (yeah)

I assemble all the sand that cover wedding beaches
To build a castle so your mom would have a place to stay
Behind the water slide and down the hill where heaven reaches
Land and time is left to float away (yeah)

So rest assured I have the key to every opening
To every wishing well that's deep enough to dream (dream)
I want to show you just how fascinating kissing is
When earth collides with all the space between (yeah)

I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more

So never look behind you, spooky people bring you down
The world is ending there's a party by the bay
I'll wear my suit and tie when I am
I am toasting to the way you put that smile upon my face (yeah)

Fill up the air balloon and ride with me
Yeah hell is jealous of the rain (rain)
Make love like time and space Is ending
While befriending fate's alluring way of putting us to shame

I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more

You make the sound of pulling heaven down
You brought the rain's romantic pour
You make the sound
You make the sound
Of pulling heaven down

I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
(Tired of wasting time)
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
(tired of wasting time)
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more
(go go go go)

I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
(Tired of wasting time)
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
(Tired of wasting time)
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more
(go go go go)

Romance Is

I'm not even sure what I want to say about this picture. It's been stewing in my sketchbook for a few weeks now, always in the back of my mind. I finally decided to scan it and fiddle around with it in Photoshop until it more or less ended up being something I'm halfway satisfied with.

I don't draw a lot of nudes/half-nudes any which way you look at it. This isn't even mature content really.
Not entirely sure why, since I greatly enjoy life drawing.

I tried to make her less than perfect, but I still didn't go as far as I should have. She still looks a bit too cookie-cutter perfect for my liking. That irritates me to no end about my drawing. For all my fascination with quirks in appearances, and meeting that one amazing nose, fantastic jawline, or what have you, all my people look exactly the same. Ugh.

Improvement needs to be done.

At least if I have any hope of getting into art school.

Peace,

~Lenny