art school among other things.

idle hands...

i sometimes find it funny how humans have some ability to run on auto-pilot.

reflexes, rote memorization, muscle memory.

there are time when i look down at my lap and notice that while i was watching some tv show i was sketching as well, in this case, a gesture drawing.

its not that great or anything, im not bragging here, but that i did this without really thinking about it is kind of, i dont know, its something i guess.

oh, as for art school...

fuck them.

its kind of funny how can do something for a specific reason, for a specific outcome or goal, aim, and get something completely different out of or from the experience.

heres to you kate

lucero: drink til were gone

life is short
in spite of your plans
so, tell the girls they're pretty while you can
one day they're gone
and all you got left is
some empty bottles and an old country song
that plays on and on

i wasted my time with these cigarettes
and these ashes all i've got left
wash this old town
nothings left for me
washed down stream into the sea
this big ol' river will kill us in time
'til then we'll drink it's weight
in cheap beer and wine
we can drink just as fast as the river is strong
and we'll drink 'til we're gone.
we'll drink 'til we're gone.

life is short
inspite of your plans
so, tell the girls they're pretty while you can
one day they're gone
and all you got left is s
ome empty bottles and an old country song
this big ol' river will kill us in time
'til then we'll drink it's weight
in cheap beer and wine
we can drink just as fast as the river is strong
and we'll drink 'til we're gone.
we'll drink 'til we're gone.