Showing posts with label my art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my art. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Midsummer Serenade Restaurant and Wine Bar Pre Solstice Solstice Party

That fancy flier I posted for that fancy food solstice event has been made obsolete by a scheduling change.  I wanted to make a premature solstice party poster featuring two disappointed planets in a bed together or even a baby planet in an astronomical incubator, but those ideas were shot down like a creepy guy at 3 am.

Here is the newest flier for Serenade Restaurant and Wine Bar's updated shindig:

Serenade Restaurant and Wine Bar welcomes you to eat pancakes and ham.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

movin' on up

I'm moving into a hot new sexy apartment tomorrow.  During packing, I discovered a plethora of things I forgot, or even ever knew existed. 

Luckily, I did not come across this guy in my discovery of various items.

I'd have poo'd myself.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

sun damage

Stay fresh, try not to get leathery.

Monday, March 28, 2011

mini pie mini success

I sold all my mini pies on Saturday!  Barely turned a profit, but didn't lose money (that is good enough for me at this point). 

My superstar mini pie was the Jamon Serrano beetroot with fromage blanc.  Ugh, god it was tasty.

those mini pies rocked my spots off.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

a great duck hairdo

I spent some of today gathering things for the big pie thing.  One of the pies will be a fresh strawberry custard with jasmine whipped cream.  My only hope is that I don't eat the ingredients before they make it to the event.

My boyfriend has a head injury from a hug gone wrong.

I've been feeling a bit fatalistic and stressed out about making these pies and making them delicious.  I drew a duck with fancy feathers the other week and it calms me down to look at it because it fills me with the warm and fuzzies (dryer lint?).


fancy duck, fancy 'do

Friday, March 11, 2011

jelly donut girl

This girl's body is a strawberry jam filled donut and she is very sensitive about her lack of arms.

Friday, March 4, 2011

the snugglebugs' cocktail weeny social!

Everyone needs more tiny sausages on fancy toothpicks in their life. 

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

snugglebugs' creamed corn social!

Oh, yummy!  Just look at all that perfect creamed corn.  Either it or the fact that I've only consumed a ball of noodles all day is really making me hungry.

Monday, February 21, 2011

the snugglebugs' cupcake social!

The Snugglebugs go into a diabetic coma after indulging in too many cupcakes during their party.  Dan Parker is the first to succumb.  It is an emotionally confusing time for him; as he loses consciousness, you hear him whisper that he regrets what he said earlier, a statement in reference to when he happily screamed, "I will never regret eating this many cupcakes!"


Oh man, that tasty paper cupcake is making me want to eat a macaron.

Friday, February 18, 2011

the snugglebugs' ice cream social!

This is part of a series of fliers I made for some of my favorite people in the world, whose awesome band, The Snugglebugs, plays some of the most energetic and passionate and fun (triple whammy!) shows I've been to.


I will post these bad boys one at a time, one week at a time because I am running out of crap with which to visually engage.   

I'll be making a date with a scanner soon.  It should be pretty romantic because I will bring cookies and tea to the party and those two things are usually pretty sexy.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

bubble face

This is something I think Andy Warhol's fat friend Brigid would have liked to contribute to during a meth binge.
 

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

sick babes

I've been sick and have been greedy about using this period of illness to whine like a little bitch. 

I've probably been pretty irritating to the three people I come in contact with regularly.  Not that I care or anything, because not caring about being a wimpy, unkempt whiner is a big part of the glamour of being sick.

We all know that being sick is glamorous.  What we don't all know is that it is just shy of being as glamorous as this fine specimen, drawn from a Vice Magazine do a really, really long time ago.



babe and babe magnet rolled into one neat package.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

notebooks and scott bakula

I listened to all of the Danzig in my music library and had a multiple sneeze (9 times in a row!).  I'd say my Saturday night has been a success.

I have an old notebook with drawings in it.  The notebook was made by Appa Bismo and all of their products are dirt cheap and super adorable.  Every time I go to the stationary section of any book shop, I end up with one or two of these bad boys.  

I found the Bismo etsy shop: mmm, paper products.



Quantam Leap vampire and the loving gaze of Miss Cat

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

the sun and the owl and the pussycat

I like it when the sun is about to set and gives everything it illuminates a creamy tint of yellow and orange splash.

Not a whole lot happened this week.  I just looked out my window and saw some pretty colors courtesy of our good ole' sun and it calmed me down from feeling like I've spent a day around over-excitable adolescent girls.


The literary nonsense I loved so much as a child in the form of a sketch.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

where is her foot?




This seems pretty appropriate for today.

Monday, January 24, 2011

the vanilla chicken

Pie lesson: sometimes flour that looks exactly the same has different protein and gluten contents and this is significant because it can make your pie crust lame like a crippled Kriss Angel.

Other than the crust mishap, the Vanilla Chicken Pie seems to have gone pretty well.  It gets tasted by me today.  I can't wait.

To remedy reading something boring with no pictures, here is a thing:

A skinny fat trashy white guy with enviable hair.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

a visual change

I will begin posting pictures of things I have drawn or painted or otherwise made because those are more interesting to look at than what is currently going on here.

 Not only does this painting depict a girl who is red in the face and wallowing in embarrassment, it also makes me, the maker of this image, bashful about my deficits in artistic ability.  I think it is a good start to showcase what I have done, though.  I'm going to think of it as a disclaimer; sorry, these things are probably lame but here they are. 

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