Found Junks

In case you haven’t already noticed, I’m a bit of a weirdo. One of my many quirks is that I pick up stuff I find. Grocery lists. Pictures. All kinds of junks. I realized I’m not alone in this weird hobby when I came in contact with Found magazine. Sometimes I find some really interesting stuff. I enjoy this bizarre introduction into a complete strangers life. I often think about who this person is and why exactly they dropped this particular artifact into this place for me, or anyone, to find.

This week I’m gonna bring you a smattering of some junks I’ve accumulated over the past several years of walking with my head down.

Zombie!

skinless

I freaking love zombie movies. Love them. That being the case, I like to draw zombies a lot. A lot. Here’s a nice skinless one I drew a year or so ago. Zombies rule. There’s been a sudden popularity in Hollywood to make some zombie movies, you know, for the kids. My favorite zombie movie is still the original Night of the Living Dead. Number two would have to be Dead Alive for sheer gore factor. Check it out if you haven’t seen it. Fantastic movie from Peter Jackson before he started effing around with hobbits and such.

Breakfast Guests.

turntablist Rev. Josh

I’ve been dabbling in musick for damn near ten years now. Started out in a bedroom/shed-rock band called XitRAM! with a few friends of mine. A year or so after XitRAM! more or less disbanded, I started doing some solo shit under the name Life Without Taffy, named for a passage in a psychology book. Life Without Taffy had a revolving cast of guest artists until I moved to Tampa. This is a more recent track from an unfinished concept album. Until I get some webspace of my own, my musicks gonna be hosted over at Soundclick. Check it out and let me know what you think about this particularly gay track.

Whaaa?!

Mew sitting.

Two things are evident in this particular photograph of my girlfriend’s cat, Mew. One, our floor is effing dirty as hell. Two, there’s something horribly wrong with the the way Mew sits. Seriously. Maybe it’s just the angle of the camera or something. It looks damn weird.

Monstruo (or whatever’s Spanish for monster)

Monster En Espanol

So I’ve been trying for a while to digitize everything I’ve ever drawn should some catastrophe wipe all the boxes of papers and crap I got stashed in my closet. This is a fantastic example of the shit I was into drawing in middle school. I did this for my Spanish class in, I want to say, sixth grade. That would make it 1988 or so. I still draw more or less the same kind of monsters and junk, but my anatomy is a little better. Spanish, I have mostly forgotton. Oh, well.

Safety In The Workplace

One of the stupid little things I like to do on my lunchbreak at my soul-crushing retail supervisor job, is deface company property. Usually reserved to brochures and various paper propoganda. I drew this little picture on a page of a safety awareness packet that was more or less common sense stuff anyway. No grab-ass while on a ladder. Duh.

safety in the workplace

After a day or two of me not adding anything in particular to it I noticed a portion added by someone else. That person, not even able to draw a convincing asian stereotype on the first try, I think ruined the picture. I wrote a message and left it in the breakroom.

Thanks for ruining my damn picture.

I figured out who drew this. It was this stocker kid who’s a fairly recent hire. I have no good things to say about him at all. Anyhow, he formed a rebuttal.

It sucked anyways.

So this douche mistakes my self-deprecating humor as an admission of my inferiority as an artist. I draw better than him in my sleep with a matchstick and that doesn’t even make sense. I’m not the best artist of ever or anything but here’s an example of this fool’s artisitic ability.

post-its

So there you have it. The asian guy. Goku (I think that’s his name) from Dragon Ball Z and the worst renditions of Homer and Bart Simpson I have ever seen. This isn’t even bad in a good way like that god-awful thrift-store painting. It’s just bad.