I'm not some crazy person with colour stains on his hands, it's art work!
So I was painting my Gundam, spraying paint like a mad man, flaunting my lack of artistic skills like some monkey gone wild with a paint cans. All per usual, now I'm up to three Zaku style of Gundams and I'm feeling all proud and proper hipster, basking in the glory of okatuism, as if it's something to feel grand about, like geek zen.
Then I noticed, at the spot where I do all the coughing and choking on the paint to plastic process, despite having constructed half assed paper towel barriers. There's this weird familiar pattern to where the paint dried on the screen, inbetween the spots of where the cat scowls out of the same window. His eyes glaring down upon the world from a mere second level window, filled with monsterous amount of pride for such a tiny little beast, even looking disgruntled sometimes whilst taking his daily 20 naps, but only when everyone else is up, to crowd around and dot on him, with affectionate cooings, "Aw, he's so cute."
Why am I seeing a vague pattern reminding me of the Joker? Cause it's right there! A spot of dark green for the disleveled hair, the big white blob for the face, and a thin red line for the jaggedly cut mouth.
It was no intention of mine, and really so far only Susan mentioned I should paint over to make everything pretend that it's normal, as if my accidently smearings of spray paint amount to the grand heap of bullshit that comes rising up from the annoying as shit people downstairs, blaring obxnious rap music, to make the floor rattle below me.
By any means, just take a look here yourself, as I maybe the only crazy person here, although I did add a tiny bit for the eyes to help the whole visual feel for the thing.
Then I noticed, at the spot where I do all the coughing and choking on the paint to plastic process, despite having constructed half assed paper towel barriers. There's this weird familiar pattern to where the paint dried on the screen, inbetween the spots of where the cat scowls out of the same window. His eyes glaring down upon the world from a mere second level window, filled with monsterous amount of pride for such a tiny little beast, even looking disgruntled sometimes whilst taking his daily 20 naps, but only when everyone else is up, to crowd around and dot on him, with affectionate cooings, "Aw, he's so cute."
Why am I seeing a vague pattern reminding me of the Joker? Cause it's right there! A spot of dark green for the disleveled hair, the big white blob for the face, and a thin red line for the jaggedly cut mouth.
It was no intention of mine, and really so far only Susan mentioned I should paint over to make everything pretend that it's normal, as if my accidently smearings of spray paint amount to the grand heap of bullshit that comes rising up from the annoying as shit people downstairs, blaring obxnious rap music, to make the floor rattle below me.
By any means, just take a look here yourself, as I maybe the only crazy person here, although I did add a tiny bit for the eyes to help the whole visual feel for the thing.