Seriously, it envolved researching for a book on the communist party headquarters (don’t ask, too long to explain), my cat playing ninja in the house and making me dead worried that he had vanished again (MOTHERFUCKING NINJA), long talks about how awesome Superman is and how I would give your left foot to draw it, cake and watching clips from “Steven Seagle: Lawman” and crying from laughing so hard (shit has to be the best comedy in ages).
Interpol - “rest my chemistry”, Our Love to Admire (2007)
“I haven’t slept for two days. I’ve bathed in nothing but sweat. And I’ve made hallways scenes for things to regret. My friends they come. And the lines they go by.
Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry…”
Sweet and sour, despair and hope. Like the sweat of a loved one.
The mutant ramblings of an aspiring illustrator/comicbook artist. It may include: random shit, tons of nerdiness, an ocassional beverage and cute chubby women.