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Sunday, April 10, 2011

Ceramics

I realize I haven't been that diligent about updating this blog, but I haven't not been making things. Please Internet, don't think I'm being lazy. ;__; 

Anyway, here are some paintings of ceramic vessels.

The tea hydrant and apricot branch

The gravy holder and soup boat

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Blogger, I really don't like your new image uploader. It's a pain in the ass.




 


Saturday, July 3, 2010

Not packing

Gonna drive me crazy... drive me mad.

So wait--I'm supposed to consolidate my life for the past 10.5 years into a single suitcase? And I have 4 days to do it? RIGHT I'M GONNA EMBROIDER SHOES.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

String Theory


"I really wanted to start homework due the next day... but unfortunately I ended up crocheting a mushroom."


I fear I should run for my life now. RACHAEL I'M SORRY! Not only did I steal your spilt feelings visualization, I also used it as a binder cover for AP psychology. D: Oh FMS! The inside jokes and the blatant self incrimination! I just know there's someone out there that understands the potential implications and is making this face right now ":O" Haha, must be fun to be you, surprised-face-making man.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Don't be panic

When over three years ago I saw this video, I never thought I would ever be doing this. There's something very alluring about terrible grammar done for amusement. I've watched it way too many times, and this is proof.


So that's cancer. Yes, cancer that can be happened anywhere in the body.

Oh how adorable the "number one killer disease" is. And that's a fact.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Bad Habit

And you might say it's self-indulgent
And you might say it's self-destructive


I've fallen into abuse again. It distracts, it comforts, it hurts. It hurt so, so well.

Over ten hours of nothing but knitting. Pure wool. My fingers are tender and red.


But, you see, it's more productive
Than if i were to be happy

Pain is my only reason to knit. Knitting is how I take out my undue anger, my frustration.