Sunday, April 11, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
PANTS
Behold! What I have accomplished over the march break:
Pants! Handmade, from scratch. And by scratch, I mean upholstery fabric I yoinked from my art teacher and my blood sweat and tears over the better part of a week.
They were supposed to be made to fit me, and they do :]
More angles!
Neat seams! (I hope)
My workstation. The clean version of it anyway.
A close up of the fabric, that is an off-white suede-y couch fabric haha
And more fabric that I got from Fabricland yesterday that i shall sew myself things with when I have the time!Peace,
~Lenny
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Confession
I have something to admit to all of you.
I am actually Russian.
Disregarding the fact that I was born in Ukraine, my parents were born in Ukraine, my parents' parents were born in Ukraine etc.
Speaking Russian makes me Russian just as speaking Chinese would make me Chinese.
And even IF I was from THE Ukraine, that's basically Russian, right? I mean come on, who the hell cares. Chinese, Korean, same difference.
As an Eastern European, I am associated with the KGB, was at some point best friends with Stalin, am an alcoholic, believe in a communist utopia, and will obviously grow up to be a mail-order bride.
Once being an immigrant, I obviously aim to steal your jobs and live on welfare for the rest of my life.
By not Anglicizing my name, I obviously am a terrorist that hates the government of the country I moved to.
I'm probably going to be an unemployed slacker in the future, as I am planning to go into art. As every knows, there is no respectable living to be made doing what you like to. My contribution to society will therefore be useless since I am not immersing myself in a profession that is more suitable for an honour-roll student.
I am obviously set to waste my potential by not becoming a doctor, a lawyer or an accountant.
Peace,
~Lenny
I am actually Russian.
Disregarding the fact that I was born in Ukraine, my parents were born in Ukraine, my parents' parents were born in Ukraine etc.
Speaking Russian makes me Russian just as speaking Chinese would make me Chinese.
And even IF I was from THE Ukraine, that's basically Russian, right? I mean come on, who the hell cares. Chinese, Korean, same difference.
As an Eastern European, I am associated with the KGB, was at some point best friends with Stalin, am an alcoholic, believe in a communist utopia, and will obviously grow up to be a mail-order bride.
Once being an immigrant, I obviously aim to steal your jobs and live on welfare for the rest of my life.
By not Anglicizing my name, I obviously am a terrorist that hates the government of the country I moved to.
I'm probably going to be an unemployed slacker in the future, as I am planning to go into art. As every knows, there is no respectable living to be made doing what you like to. My contribution to society will therefore be useless since I am not immersing myself in a profession that is more suitable for an honour-roll student.
I am obviously set to waste my potential by not becoming a doctor, a lawyer or an accountant.
Peace,
~Lenny
Monday, March 1, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Fashion rough sketches
And so begin my tentative forays into the world of fashion design.
Because art class said it must be so, here are my half-baked and half-accurate rough sketches for an upcoming project.
Apologies for shitty camera pics.
Peace,~Lenny
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Feels like Insomnia
I'm turning into some kind of insomniac.
And every time I visit my homepage, I'm reminded of that fact LOL.
I don't know.
Did you guys ever have those days where you're tired, yet all you end up doing is lying in bed staring at the ceiling, tossing and turning until 4 am?
It's not even the amount of sleep I get that bothers me, it's more the time that I COULD have spent sleeping was instead spent thinking over complete nonsense and worrying about trivial things.
Then the next day, you're so profoundly tired that you sleep like you're dead? And the whole cycle starts aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall over again.
This sucks.
Sleep why must you elude meeeee. I love youuuuuuu D:
I find lately I'm listening to music that i was into 3-4 years ago. Every song brings back memories of what I was like back then.
And I don't know if that should scare me or not.
I remember trying harder when I was younger.
Now I kind of wonder what the point is.
I remember being completely and totally clueless and that hasn't really changed much to be honest.
At least the comic updates regularly. :]
~Lenny
And every time I visit my homepage, I'm reminded of that fact LOL.
I don't know.
Did you guys ever have those days where you're tired, yet all you end up doing is lying in bed staring at the ceiling, tossing and turning until 4 am?
It's not even the amount of sleep I get that bothers me, it's more the time that I COULD have spent sleeping was instead spent thinking over complete nonsense and worrying about trivial things.
Then the next day, you're so profoundly tired that you sleep like you're dead? And the whole cycle starts aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall over again.
This sucks.
Sleep why must you elude meeeee. I love youuuuuuu D:
I find lately I'm listening to music that i was into 3-4 years ago. Every song brings back memories of what I was like back then.
And I don't know if that should scare me or not.
I remember trying harder when I was younger.
Now I kind of wonder what the point is.
I remember being completely and totally clueless and that hasn't really changed much to be honest.
At least the comic updates regularly. :]
~Lenny
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