"Weird Al" Yankovic - Word Crimes: AKA grammar lessons with dreamy typography!
An older page, an older pic. Been taking a break from lettering to work on doodly/sketchy things for a friend. I’d love to let loose again with the Pilots once those are done.
5 Things Eye Learned in Art School
Today marks the end of my first year in LCAD, its been a good run. Learned a lot of stuff and here’s 5 to share.
As good a time to chill as any. Happy 4th to all fellow United Statesians!
These two came flying by me in Marcus Garvey Park, and the father was narrating the bike ride as if it was the final leg of the Tour De France: “They’re coming around the corner!” he screamed. “The final hill is approaching! The champ is maintaining his lead! The contender seems tired! He’s got the champ his sights but he may have to settle for second place!”
I’ll never forget the time some dude in Central Park went flying past me on a bike belting “Can’t Get No Satisfaction,” guitar chords and all. I would think I was making it up if it hadn’t happen to me.
But I like overhearing little pieces of people’s lives, it’s one of the best things about living here. You discover how weird and hilarious we all secretly are.
Made this for my brother a couple months back. *hugs Pilot pens yet again*
hey guys do me a favour? Reblog if you think disabled people can cosplay. I actually got shit at a convention once for being a disabled cosplayer. so…
Man, seriously? Like there isn’t enough harassment of cosplayers already? :-[
When we are tempted to fall into chronic worry, free-falling anxiety, brooding, endless guilt, and despair, we are falling for a lie. We are turning our hearts over to a false lover, an abuser who wants to control us and make us whimper, make us pay.
Suffering is real, but worry is a lie. It tells us that suffering is all there is.
Simcha Fisher, NCRegister.com (via mcat711