Art 'n crap

[hellokaori]

I made friends with an art professor who seems to have briefly been a designer for Dior in the nineties. He agreed to take a look at some of my "work" (his idea, I would never have called my doodles "work"). He says I need to pull everything out of my sketchbook and upgrade it to art, whether that means painting it, putting it on a t-shirt, whatever. He suggested I frame and name this one, so here it is with a ghetto tin-foil frame (pfshyeah, I can't afford to frame my 17th-century print of a unicorn, I sure as hell ain't going to drop fifteen bucks or whatever on this piece of crap), and I've decided to call it "Pen Fifteen Party (And Everyone's Invited)":




Oh, yeah, and my second Hanukkah spent completely by myself happened. I've been waxing secularly religious recently.



P.S. I also just made a Christmas angel out of a toilet paper tube. Sweet.