HAPRY SURPASSING MOTHCUB DAY

Wednesday was an important day. A day to celebrate my friend Eric's recent surpassing of me and my subscriber count on the accursed website youtube dot com. His videos simply exude a power stronger than I could ever imagine. So on this day, we marked a joyous event, with HAPRY SURPASSING MOTHCUB DAY - so named because the banner I purchased only contained two P's. It was a most hapry occasion.

Meowth oversaw the ceremony. His watchful eye shall guide us all in our lives. His warning, we shall heed.

All the Pokémon were there, of course.

When I began to "take" "photos" (a cursed act) to get a nice shot of my glorious banner, Natalie, my joyful queen, was filled with delight. The proximity to the banner only fed her bright energy as she crocheted some kind of devil scarf, imbued with the great power only gained by surpassing mothcub (me). For Henry, the power was too much.

Also check out that drawing of Mob of Mob Psycho 100 fame. What a boy.

With the banner in its rightful position, we were ready to hold our top secret gamer meeting. For gamers only.

The first order of gamer business? Crush "Big" "Joel" and his puny body.

Then: we achieved gaming.

With that dealt with, it was time to release our album.

Beautiful.

Then it was time to go to Asda, for important toffee apple beer.

And also Hobgoblin.

Natalie is the queen of beer and I love her.

Later, I finally remembered to take Danny DeVito home after leaving him at Eric's for possibly one thousand years. A sombre and touching moment was had.

What a powerful and beautiful day.

YUM

A little more miscellany! I've been organising some of my art stuff recently. Old paintings going somewhere, strange things all in their places. I got a new camera, an Instax Mini 9, so I had to make a nice little space for that and its film. I also have come into an abundance of tissue paper, and I'm thinking about doing a lot of little tissue paper paintings soon. They're pretty messy, because the paint goes through, but they're fun and crinkly and weird - and it's always good to be fun and crinkly and weird.

I think Tumblr will be my home for paintings for a while, mostly at least. Now that New Twitter is upon us, it seems best to do strictly 16:9 drawings there, since they're cropped best (or more accurately, since 16:9 images are displayed natively at that ratio, so I don't have to deal with cropping if I use it). So I've adopted the precision of posting only digital drawings there, and there's something interesting and fun about having that limitation. I'm forced to be diligent in a place where I'm usually just wild and whirling around like a sparkler. So the limitations of Twitter (16:9) and Instagram (square), make Tumblr the weird and jumbled space. I guess that sort of captures how Tumblr has always felt, or how it felt in the beginning. This weird little cave of things. Weird and cool things everywhere. Like the lighthouse that used to take you to different websites at random (does anyone my age remember this anymore?). It's still that wonderful little art place to me, so it makes sense and feels good to post paintings, journal pages, and miscellaneous things on there.

For this blog though, I want to do some more diary-like stuff maybe. I haven't posted diary pages here in a while, since I wanted to keep a diary this year and keep it just for myself, but I thought about doing some photo diary posts. I wanna take more photos (and... I have that new instant camera too). Experiments and adventures and scribbly things.

But for now here are bunnies.

(and dogs licking hearts)

BIG STAR, BIG POWER

A few things from recently. Some more bunnies, stars, and flowers. Hanging out, perhaps consuming a potion.

Meow!

Here are some more things. I currently have eleven tubes of paint, and I'm wondering how fast it would be possible to use them up. Paint really lasts a long time, and I have three tubes of black paint, so maybe I should do a bunch of black paintings - maybe I should try just using one colour for a while in general. Just work through my tubes one by one. Who knows?

Paint does seem to last forever. I'm thinking about getting some new paper though. Maybe some colourful paper. Some pink paper. I usually paint on printer paper, and that's fine, but it'd be nice to get some nice, thicker paper, or some fun coloured stuff. I just want to scoop up some beautiful paper into my arms. A thousand paper cuts.

Maybe I should make some zines on pink printer paper, actually, that'd be cute (I'm thinking about making a new zine, but then it's always somewhere in the back of my mind - perhaps a poetry zine, where all the poems are about large vegetables).

Anyway, I finished an old, tragic notebook recently. I'd had it for so long just waiting to have its final pages used. I'm sorry, notebook, for neglecting you. Please be at peace now. Its pages didn't scan that well, but I guess with notebooks sometimes you just gotta accept the weird marks from the other side of the page, and the crumply pages, and whatever. It's just part of the experience. The notebook is at once your enemy and your beloved friend.

That's just one of the many reasons why you must, by law, start using five different notebooks at once and never finish any of them. Finishing a notebook? Very illegal. Very suspicious.

That's why I am very smart and I paint on miscellaneous scraps of paper passed to me by an evil goblin each night. You know how it is.

Love & Big Hot Dog

Here are a bunch of drawings. Check them out. They are all haunted, but don't worry about that.

Please look at this bunny's tongue. It's perfect. Makes me laugh. Look at that little tongue!

You might know the truth, but aliens know it better: love is real. Here is the proof. View the alien and its free and trusting spirit. Welcome the alien into your heart. Purchase my self-help book for only £2.99 and you will learn how to easily let an alien into your heart. Thank me later, with a nice rock you find (the greatest gift).

Here are some bunnies holding and looking at things:

Beautiful.

Don't get in the way of any animals or plants. Thank you.