My feelings towards Girls' Camp...

I hate Girls' Camp. My mother {as of yesterday morning} is forcing me to go this year. That means tomorrow. So, I had a little fun and drew on my camp list. Here's a close-up of the picture I drew of my attempted suicide.
Just look at that entry wound! Ka-chow! And now, the photo-shopped version.

I dig the lack of detail. You know what else I dig? My brain. Which, in this picture, is becoming decapitated.

Have a good week, kids. And enjoy this song and music video. {PS: I LOVE VIMEO}

Sea Change "Little One" from Beck Hansen on Vimeo.

-Lex

NOTE: I DO NOT hate my leaders, especially the ever-wonderful Wendy and Karla, but I hate the idea of camp and camp itself.

Self with lampshade-headed man

Prismacolor on toned paper. Three weeks time later.... I'm pretty pleased with it. But mostly pleased by the fact that I taught myself how to draw realistically.

-Lex. {oh blogging, How I've missed you so!}

Song of the day: This song by Malajube. Love the video too....

15. Mullet.

Shazam.

-lex

9. This is what I do instead of paying attention in math.

Notice Adrien Brody, my to-do list, and Beck with the lyrics of Ramshackle and Paper Tiger on his face. {It isn't my fault that he's the only person I know how to draw from memory!}

Also, A brief bulleted list of recent events...

• Mullet-growing continues. I need like a 3/4 of an inch in the back and then the magic will begin.
  
• I have been working very diligently for over a month on an acrylic painting of my friend Aimee.


• Oh, yeah, did I mention how it is in a gallery now? Yup, yup, yup.


• I finally saw the Illusionist. It was incredibly depressing, yet insanely beautiful at the same time. It is impossible for Sylvain to disappoint.
  
• Also, Happy Birthday to the greatest godparents in the world.

AREN'T THEY PRECIOUS?

-Lex

Dresses and tresses.

• I'm still set on the mullet. Er... Excuse me. Wullet. No one can stop me. Unless I have to get chemo for some weird reason and then I lose all my hair. Then I'll just get a WULLET WIG. And if they do not exist, then I will create them using only hair from the finest Arabian mountain goats, which also exist.
  
• I made this dress a few weeks ago on my brand-spankin' new sewing machine.

{Heh. Reference to my last ranting post about senior pictures.} These lovely photographs were taken by my darling Gurmie, who is such. A. Doll.

Over and out with a hearty, riotous shout,

-Lex