Oh! Oh hey there...

So in an effort to channel all of my creative energy away from "homework", or as my roommate calls it, "false advancement toward an imaginary dream life/career that will likely never exist", I'm resurrecting the BLOB!!!! Yep, it's just me, some Chef Boyardee (this still exists by the way, and you can buy coupons for the ravioli) [also, rhyme alert], my dry (damp?) towel still hanging out on my bed from 12 hours ago, and a shit ton (shit-ton?) of double-sided printed readings. This is significant because I JUST learned how to print double-sided pages and I think I've finally mastered the fine art of stapling things in the most appropriate location on the page. You see, when things are printed in landscape you have to staple on the upper left blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah no one even noticed I haven't posted since April, right?

OK ANYWAYYYY, I'm doing this because my mom sent me an email over the weekend with a photo of a painting I had done before I was in this weird stage where I never do paintings anymore, and pretty much only sit around discussing racial and cultural issues with my roommates. Sometimes I like to mix it up with some Arrested Development quoting, and avid pondering of how I got these mysterious shallow scratched on only my right forearm....? Seriously, wtf?

The subject line of this email was just: Where is this? with the attachment of the painting as the only content. I mean, she raises a really valid question. Where the fuck are these onions? Also, how did my mom convert a picture message I sent her in February to an email attachment? But I kind of think this painting is lost forever and is buried under layers and layers of gesso and used as canvas for some stranger's painting of vases. I kind of really hope it's under a painting of a nude model, I think my painting would have really enjoyed that.


If you look really closely, there is a deformed garlic clove trying valiantly to stand out from the white bed sheet. Ehn! You go little guy! This was for a painting class called "Food and Painting", and at the end of the class we learned how to do ink washes with coffee. Which was really fancy in theory, but basically a disaster. But painting with ketchup? AWESOME. I really love onions as a subject, I'm not sure how I feel about this painting though. The photo is really blurry, which I think actually helps the folds of the fabric look a tad less cray cray. Also, I really want to eat tacos right now?