
I was going to be all witty and shit about this one, making some sort of insightful comment about my dad but I have had WAAAY too much sangria tonight. We had ourselves a taco party tonight and… well… sangria.
There’s a couple of things I’ve been dragging my feet on and completely forgetting about, respectively. Namely, the following:
First of all, Jesse Campbell over at ZOMBIE BITES has picked up my banner-making slack (this wasn’t even the first time!) and created the nifty banner you see to the left for OPG 2013: CruMpLe MaNiA!! The very act of which is incredibly generous and forgiving of him especially considering the complete lack of support I’ve given him over the better part of a year or more. His artistic efforts over the last couple of years have reached levels I am still struggling to attain and I truly admire his persistence and courage. Take a minute to stop on by and offer your support in comments or donations. He’s really thrown himself into his work and deserves reward for his efforts.
Secondly, holy moly crap!! Can you believe I almost forgot the OCTOBER WEEN for this year’s Octoberween-Palooza-Ganza!!?! Herp derp, Ed! It’s an O-PG not a PG, you dumbass! Anyway, here it is, freshly drawn in full crumple style:
My cable modem died last night, severing my connection to ye olde Internets but now I’m back with an EXTREME SUPER-PALOOZA DOUBLE-DAWG CRAZY-CRUMPLE post!! Behold, as I amaze you with not one, but TWO WHOLE IMAGES with mind-shattering commentary to rock your soul and break your heart:
This concludes the EXTREME SUPER-PALOOZA DOUBLE-DAWG CRAZY-CRUMPLE post! YOU’RE WELCOME WORLD!!1!
Thanks for stopping by. The wine I had for dinner and Vangelis’ sweet sounds are starting to lower my eyelids. Nighty nite, folks.
In other news, October is creeping up behind me with impure thoughts. So grab your vasoline and get ready for Octoberween-Palooza-Ganza 2013! Stop on by this coming month, enjoy your beverage (or beverages) of choice and don’t dress up in any of your good clothes cause it’s gonna get all nasty and crumply. Details to follow over the weekend.
I mean, did you know there can be a PURPOSE to life? A reason for trying? I thought I had it all figured out a few years ago. Thought life was meaningless, pointless, a random existence bereft of coherence and understanding. Then I got back into my art. In the years since then I’ve had fun with my art, gotten inspired by other artists, old and new and come to realize that my art is truly a part of me that I cannot deny.
This new clarity of purpose and the accompanying motivation has resulted in a positive, negative, swirling, weird energy that’s got me producing art almost everyday (I’m even posting to Twitter and shit). I’m also out of my mind with fear. Having dreams and goals for the future is not what I’m used to. I’ve spent almost all of my adult life in an angry, protective, nihilistic, defeatism and having hope for the future is a very strange and scary thing for me now. However, amidst the fear and weirdness, things are starting to become clear here and there, like my new header.
The new header (and blog title) is really more of a head-ING for me to travel towards. I’ve decided that the concept of the Fuzzy Skeletonian needs to be pursued in earnest, explored fully, with an eye towards bringing it to an eventual mature completion before I die. I decided Torso Man (a.k.a Fuzzy Skeletonian #1) should lead the way with his fuzzy fuzzy torso of power! I’ve also been cranking out more and more Fuzzy Skeletonian crumple drawings like the one you see above. I’ve got a stack nearly a foot tall that grows everyday!
I hope the future brings good things to my art. I hope my art brings good things to the future. And I hope I keep my head and don’t fall to my fears. Finally, in closing, welcome to The Fuzzy Skeletonian. I am your host, Vincent.