good puking time

today i woke up to jeremy fish because his artwork was on my mind since last night.
he amazes me, along with a slew of other really great artists. so, i went to scope out some new stuff on fecalface.com - mind you, i havent been on this website in a long time. with all the work ive been having, i just lost track of the art scene, but i always really loved it. its mostly based in the bay area, but it has artwork and artists from all over. nonetheless, i came across some stuff from michael sieben and travis millard. its a comic/book called hitten switches. it made me want to cry and puke all at the same time. it reminded me of how art never hurts and never decieves. it is emotionless and yet full of emotion all at the same time. this concept of something provoking you to feel without actually ever feeling reminded me of why i love art. why i need it in my life and why i devote time to it (although nowadays much less time).
it reminded me of how stale my life feels when im not drawing or painting.





i miss my markers, my brushes, pencils, pens, and paints.
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the fredonia art exchange is coming up soon and i really have nothing to hand in except for a couple of old pieces that ive done. in order to get those, they would have to be shipped up to buffalo.


this jeremy fish update might explain how i feel.
or maybe not. i dont know. its just some stuff i really like.