Thursday, August 27, 2009

Framed Drawings for Sale






I'm moving out soon and looking to lighten the load, so I'm selling these shiny, clean Framed Drawings CHEAP. They are 5.5 x 7.5 drawings, matted on white and framed in black. Looks great in your new home, cubicle or cafe! I have two of each except for the old man. Now look at these prices!

1 for $25.
2 for $45.
3 for $60.

Unbelievable! How can I afford such low prices? Simple, I'm broke! But seriously, spice up your pad and help a brother out at the same time. As an added bonus, if you're in the Boston area, I'll bring the pieces to YOU. That's right, no delivery charge. Call or text 508-846-1499 or e-mail me at tekr0s@yahoo.com. Thank you!!!

Monday, March 2, 2009

portraits

45 mins each



Thursday, February 26, 2009

when i curl my toe in my shoe, it sounds like im walking on snow

Monday, February 23, 2009

anatomic bombs II





Those last two are from copied from street fighter art.

these are strange times for the republic. while the governing body is trying to maintain order and see us through these ordeals, the shadows of conspirators and corruption seem to grow ever darker. those who should be responsible suddenly slump their shoulders. The forces of order loosen their grip and the snarling mutts of chaos salivate at the thought of being free. the wisemen drop acid, the library sells hamburgers. not your grandmother's convenient store.

Perhaps it is necessary. after all, did you hear they're building a Ministry of Art?

Friday, February 20, 2009

i'm getting a degree for this?


"Guess What? / John Ryke Goes to the Grocery Store"




"Man Watching a Boat Sail Away"




"Tick Tock"

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

random

dese are some drawings i maked i maked dum wit my hand i hope u like to see dum




i was on the fifth floor of my school the other day and there were displayed portraits done by the whole freshman class. many were largely terrible and others refreshingly good, but the best was clear. it was a nearly-white piece of paper with a few mock graphs that looked like they came from an 8th grade geometry book. there may have been a few scribbles here and a doodle there, but at the bottom in capital letters was written:

"I WILL THIS TO BE ART"

sadly, this more or less summarizes my current outlook. i think everything is good, yet nothing is good. will i ever find the Answer? will i ever be satisfied? will i ever make sense? hmm....

Friday, February 6, 2009

Wednesday, February 4, 2009



ga....wha...eh...kuh....huh?

Thursday, January 29, 2009

i did my first oil painting today. it looks like grey diarrhea, but it was liberating to swirl paint around so freely.

i've had what might be called an epiphany. at first, i thought i was losing it. there was this tingling sensation and i started leaving my mind. i walked around for a while and doodled. simple lines, strokes, senseless faces, warped figures, scribbles, boxes, spirals. it started to get clearer.

no, losing my mind. the figure goes here. he holds an umbrella because it's raining. he is moving away from the foreground, his back turned to you. what's the setting? where's the hierarchy? what are you selling?

i can see you're confused. this is how i felt. so here's the figure, but it's not a figure. it's a mushroom with a face on it. then, an odd shape with no name. next, maybe something that looks like a spider, but very simplified. i was sure i was losing it.

this isn't illustration! this is bullocks. these are scribbles, you're a bullshit artist. go sit with your cardboard and your charcoal and rot with picasso and dali and artistotle, you hack. think inside the box. the figure goes HERE, he's holding an umbrella and it's raining cupcakes. Johnny Cupcakes. His back is turned to you, but the message is clear. Johnny Cupcakes. Johnny Cupcakes, right on his back.

good, you're beginning to see now. a few more lines, here, a squiggle there...perfect. is this what you want to say? crumple it up and throw it away. do it again. use a different medium. spit and food coloring perhaps. what would you say then? would you draw a face? a guy with a zany face. of course you would, it's what you know.

fuck, i'm going crazy. why even make a picture? there's enough content in a single line. you could re-draw the The Killing Joke with a single line. Two, if you'd like. However many you need. what would your life-line look like?

would it look like a seismograph, with peaks and valleys? maybe it'd be a spiral...woah, getting dizzy! maybe you're really boring and you'd be a plain old straight line. maybe you'd be two lines. the possibilities are endless.

maybe i'm still not making sense. i did my first oil painting today. it's the best work i've ever done.

well, by now i'm sure you're craving a point, a punchline. a "get-to-it-already." okay, okay, enough dicking around. here you go:

wherefore art is.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Saturday, January 24, 2009

anatomic bombs



what a pedant

Friday, January 23, 2009

the sun (tarot)


ugly! sorry, lilla.


let's start defining


shake off those kinks


smooth out the wrinkles

getting better...


it's your big day!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

also


THIS IS...****ING HOSTILE!!


I was going through my old files and found this great picture of my friend Andy. this was from Large Scale Drawing freshman year. i think it took longer to put the grid on the paper than to actually draw. grids are for ninnies. alas, the late, great, dimebag darrell was conceived through the same method. blacktooth grin getcha pull gimmie a double, a double double!