Sunday, December 13, 2009

Religion (all of them).



Isn't it true that you start your life a sweet child, believing in everything under your father's roof? Then comes the day of the Laodiceans, when you know you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked, and with the visage of a gruesome, grieving ghost you go shuddering through nightmare life...

The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death...

What difference does it make after all?--anonymity in the world of men is better than fame in heaven, for what's heaven? what's earth? All in the mind...

(So... The people you meet...)

...They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn...


On The Road.
(So to speak).

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

December.


I drew this while at my day job. Slowly feeling my brain melt away with the tedium of telemarketing... Feeling a tad lost behind that computer screen all day.

Also, it's been raining in Melbourne alot. And alot of it has soaked me.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

I hope your card came.




The things you do during the day to make a buck, tend to drive me to the point of insanity, and then drawing.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Minimalist.



It's good to escape once in awhile.

The Beginning.


So I decided to start a blog.


This crazy journal-like episode should prove to be entertaining, hopefully not just to me.

I've included a drawing for you all.
-love, Andy.