Thursday, September 10, 2009

Summer's over.

Here's a sketchdump of pretty much everything in my sketchbook over this summer (which is not much xD) But yeah we've got here everything from MLIA references, giving my female characters some variations in noses, some clothes, some hands, some abs (fail), and some fairies and creepy shit. Nothing new.
A new painting, because I got new Arches watercolour paper~
Which works beautifully in case anyone's wondering.

Peace,
~Lenny

P.S. School started and math + physics = not a happy Lenny



Friday, September 4, 2009

i have my own voice, and this is what people say for me.

Because I am young, I am hopelessly idealistic about the world around me and do not understand what it means like to truly suffer. The most I understand in my cushy, white, middle-class existence is the fact that I have 2 years of school left before I go off to a college while living at home. I think that the only problem in my life is making sure I wear the right clothes and make friends with the right people, so I can meet the right guy and get ahead in life.


Because I am young, I do not understand what it means to love, because I am not yet resilient and cynical about the emotional capacity of man. I don’t understand what love truly is because my age hasn’t reached past the two decade mark. I don’t understand what it means to truly care for someone because I haven’t been in a failed relationship before, only kissed one boy, and manage to have feelings for all the wrong people.


Because I am young, I have no sense of responsibility and my conscience doesn’t bother me. All I am concerned about is when I get my next allowance, why nobody truly understands me, the fact that my clothes reflect exactly who I am to the world, and that my curfew doesn’t let me stay out nearly late enough.


Because I am a teenager, I have no morals, because fuck the world, nobody understands me anyways.


Because I am a teenage girl, I am insecure, think that I’m far too fat, and care more about what people think of me than I do about things that should truly bother me. I am not intelligent, and if I am, I could not possibly let a boy see me that way. I care about what my cell phone ring tone says about me as a person. I let my worth be judged by others, and do nothing to help my community or better the world around me.


Because I am white, I think I am the superior race and obviously shouldn’t be bothered by the fact that more and more jobs are looking for racial minorities instead of me, because my race is responsible for everything wrong with the world, past, present, and future.


Because I am a female, I want to prove to the world that I am a male. Not that I should have the same rights and the same opportunities as a man, but that I can bench press as much, waste as much of my life away in front of a computer, be as stoic and emotionless, go as long without crying, and generally just go against my biologically hardwired instinct to nurture and interact socially.


Because I am human, I put too much emphasis on the individual and never stop think about people affected on a larger scale.

I don’t know about you, but I’m sick of people talking for me.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Letter

This post may be largely ignored due to the somewhat repetitive hormonal angst and hypocritical statements.

Dear Life,

What the fuck.

I kind of realize that it's too much to ask for me to go through my teenage years without some kind of ridiculous drama that seriously isn't worth my time or energy.
But could you at least let me experience in order?
Since when is denial, depression, and then finally acceptance followed by HOLYSHITINEEDTOPUNCHSOMETHING rage?

Ok I am angry.

Irrationally so.

I actually can't remember the last time I've ever gotten so worked up over something that quite seriously isn't even worth it.
I might even end up learning some angry bitter song on the guitar so I can yell along with it. At least my Youtube account would get some new material.

But enough with being optimistic.

DO NOT JUDGE MY MATURITY BASED ON YOURS AT 16.
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO ANGRY AT THE FACT THAT I HAVE NOTHING TO BE JEALOUS OF.
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO ABSOLUTELY SICKENED BY JUST HOW PREDICTABLE THE HUMAN RACE HAS BECOME.
I HAVE HAD IT WITH BEING UNDERESTIMATED FOR WHATEVER REASON.
THE FACT THAT I AM YOUNG, FEMALE AND WHITE DOES NOT TRANSLATE INTO NAIVE, WEAK AND RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING GOING WRONG WITH THE WORLD PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE.

But on the other hand, my self esteem has never been this great.

So please Life, whatever you're trying to teach me here, could you kinda start speaking my language? Oh and kindly go fuck yourself sideways.

Love,
Lenny.

P.S. I seriously need to go back to TKD and go punch something. Hard. Preferably something that will put up some kind of a fight.
Here's a Bill chibi, drawn for Yuliya's bday. Because you've been such great sports.


Friday, August 21, 2009

Wonderlaaand~


Well I finally managed to crank out a painting after much procrastination and total lack of inspiration. I could have done better but it feels like I haven't touched my watercolours in years.
OHHHHHHHHHH MY GOD.

Well I finally managed to go to Wonderland with a bunch of friends on Wednesday and holy shit why haven't we done that sooner. I have a hard time remembering the last time I've had so much fun.
We didn't get a chance to ride on Behemoth because of how goddamn LONG that line was. Which sucked, but we're sprinting there first chance we get next time.
Everything else was super though :]
I have a whole whack of miscellaneous photos on my computer that I haven't had a chance to upload to Facebook and I'm pretty sure people want to see what creeper photos I've managed to take over the past year or so. This includes the black belt testing, TKD Christmas party, and the wonderland trip.
We'll see if I just end up posting them all together.
I heard something about Lafee doing a duet with Tokio Hotel but can't seem to find the song. Maybe it's in the works at the moment?
I'd love to hear it.
Peace,
~Lenny

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Do the Time Warp!

Lenny, in all her embarrassing phases.
Enjoy.
~Lenny

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Keys, HBD SARFACE and Tokio Hotel

A drawing because that's how I cope with everything. I need to draw more. I mean seriously, this only took me less than an hour and GAH.
Happy Birthday Sara! I'm sorry that you ended up being the guinea pig that I test out my new nib pen and ink on LOL. Haven't actually ever used a nib pen before, but I am LOVING the line variation and awesome old-fashioned-ness of it all.

WARNING: EXTREME FANGIRLING AHEAD.

*deafening fangirl squeal*
OMG OMG OMG OMG OOH MY EFFING GOD. SMITE ME NOW.
TOKIO HOTEL'S RELEASING THEIR NEW ALBUM "HUMANOID" ON OCTOBER 2ND OF THIS YEAR HOLY SHIT I THINK I JUST DIED A LITTLE INSIDE.
Ok ok no more caps, promise.
1. Bill, I know you make all girls look ugly next to you, and I love you to death, but what on earth is up with the hair? (though he can probably shave his head and still be prettier than I can ever hope to be)
2. *suppressed shriek* Gustav + glasses = <3>
3. I'm not sure how I feel about Tom's cornrows LOL but I love Georg. You have my heart right after Bill.
4. Can you tell I'm excited? I heard a 7 second clip of 2 songs that were leaked on youtube and god I never knew I was capable of such a high-pitched squeal.
5. Come back to Canada sometime soon please.
6. Can you tell that I would sell my soul and my left arm for a chance to meet these guys in person?
Ok ok I'm done, I swear. *deep breath*
~Lenny


Saturday, August 8, 2009

ROAD TRIP: Part 2 - Kiptopeke State Park, Virginia

And so starts the long week that I spent in Virginia, camping and bored out of my mind for the most part.


A praying mantis that fell on the picnic table of the family we were camping with.

A horseshoe crab (dead of course)

A blue crab. Native to Chesapeke bay apparently. Ate a ton of these.

I have to give Virginia credit for it's amazing sunsets.

A ghost crab. Cutest things ever. Next to maybe my cat.

The beach :] On one of the most overcast days of the entire week

Obligatory picture of me in a bikini. Moving on.

LOL. A hermit crab

We caught a flounder with a crab trap. Now THAT'S skill.

An undersized sea bass that we let go

My mom on the pier.

Clouds

Another sunset :]

AAAAAAAAAAAnd another one

One more for good luck.

Me in front of a sunset in a dress looking appropriately awkward.

Obligatory jumping pictures.

Hellen insists I look like Britney Spears. I have no idea if I should feel offended or not. I hate that.

My dad's personal fav. "I'm a pretty birdy!"

Last one folks.
It took me far too long to get these pictures up but I guess I've had no motivation as of late. For anything. Let's hope summer picks up and we actually end up going swimming like we planned. No more excitement life, thanks. I'm still recovering from that last curveball you threw.
Peace Out,
~Lenny
P.S. Saw "The Ugly Truth" on Friday and that was by far one of the best romantic comedies I've seen in a long time. It actually made me laugh. Watch it if you have the chance, because predictable it is, but it's still good.