livebrush when bored

Eyespice

Edited version of what I did for a class assignment last semester.

If I ever write a book called Collarbones, this will be the cover.

And I will link to reference image (which was something beautiful from deviant art), the minute I find it. 

Thanks BROTHAZ.

And I'm least myself with you. You're sitting next to me, and there's more fire when I lean my head on the bean bag. At least I'm not looking for bear suits anymore. At least in my head, there's a rectangle that moves with my head in which the sky is shifting shape ever so slightly. So its not so bad.

Not so bad.

so the last thing i drew

                 Well it's a photo and photos suck but what the hell

(and that's me, right there oh yes)

Feed Me Some Lovin' !

 

ok so this is copied, mostly, from this artwork from this book of club flyer art, but text and little things changed. done mostly for painting practice because i cannot even paint solid colours into basic shapes, yes im that sloppy with the brush.plus i wanted yellowposterlikething for my room. but i LIKETHIS.

But i think i'll give it away.

She makes me feel like i could be a tower

a big strong tower yeah

(words from the lyrics to Suddenly I See- K.T.Tunstall. mixedmedia collage.product of summerrestlessness and extremeboredom.doesnt like daddy.bites mommy sometimes.)

SO

i just love that face. :)

cold paper, pale eyes

this art is my demise.

But the birds stop singing too.

moments of despair and ugly art and.

and i wonder what person from Singapore reads my blog. all these cruel people, never leaving comments. :/

My cities turn blue

and are failing without you

dirty old wallet oozing spleen

so i do this when im depressed. it looks a little cleaner than in the picture,everything is a little more crisp after final touches.

i am now making a feeling

as a beginner.

nothing fancy.

and the birds are singing...

I can't control you, i dont know you well. These are the reasons i think that we're ill.

.. to calm us down.

(drawing after months, inspired by the song My Manic and I by Laura Marling. Thank you Chiquita.)

im going back

to the start.

envy,etc.

misery is a bubblegum. i love it.
im back home and this is my first drawingthingydoodlelala in ages.

Face

just when i thought i cannot ever put penciltopaper again.
i dont know what to callit. something for the newyear atleast. so yay. shubho noboborsho, if it means anything.

welcome to a new post, goodbye lets never meet again.

this is a very sketchy fiveminutecolour version of something which i've lost the will to work on. its for bab, and im not showing it.i had decided to colour it with traditional media, but not now.

oh. its a gay girraffe that's sick of candies and lollies.and the little girl from anotherworld promises to feed him a real flower but only if he first lets her touch his nose.

p.s. I'm losing followers like THIS *snaps fingers*. wha. there must be brains out for sale somewhere.

Ms.Lovline is not a lonely person.

Ms. Lovline just has certain issues.

• The windows are all closed.Always.
• The cat is grey.
• The switch is blown out.
• The clock is retarded and is evaporating.
• The ghost isn't scary.
• The cactus is nearly dead, but not entirely.
• She has no real issues.
• The makeshift sky has a raincloud.
• She cant stop smiling.

I have certain issues:

• my scanner sucks which makes most bits of the picture blurred.
• i cant paint.
• the rain isn't showing.
• my scanner sucks.
• i cant paint.
• i lost my new set of water colours.
• i have a new mole on my right wrist.
• i exaggerate.
• i think i have a tumor in my left ear.
• i cant spell tumor right in one go.
• i cant spit.

who wants to buy my prints? who who?

email:shriparnasarkar@yahoo.com

DOODEL.

ONLY PASTALZ. AND TAXCHAR ADDED. doodelmood.

IN OTHER NEWS, IM DOOMED FOR REAL THIS TIME. THIS IS NO JOKE. AND IN ONE MONTH'S TIME IM GOING TO BE SERIOUSLY SUICIDAL. SAVEMEIFYOUCAN.

or if you wantto.WAHNOBODYWANTSTO.

D:

STUPID STUPID STUPID FLOWER GIRL PERSON FOR SOUMI

BECAUSE SHE WONT BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY I TEXTED HER AND BECAUSE SHE WONT TAKE A SORRY FOR NOT CALLING AND BECAUSE SHE BASICALLY THINKS IM AN ASSHOLE WHICH ISNT A BAD THING REALLY IT KEEPS PEOPLE'S EXPECTATIONS FROM ME LOW, BUT HERE. THIS IJE BELATED BUDDAY GIFT WHICH MIGHT MAKE ME FLUNK MY ISC MATHS. HAHAHA

BTW IM SORRY AND I HATE THIS DRAWING.IF ANYONE ELSE HATES IT TOO, TELL ME. AND TELL OTHERS AND CONVINCE THEM TO HATE IT TOO. GIVE OUT PAMPHLETS WHICH SAY 'DOWN WITH SHIP'S ROTART!' ROTART. HAAHAHAHAHASHAJHASDHSD

ASIMA IS SICK AND SHE WANTS TO EAT YOUR TEDDYBEAR AND THEN PUKE ALL OVER YOUR PERFECT BODYPARTS

ASIMA IS SICK! FOR DETAILS, READ ON. FOR ICE CREAMS, GO ROB A BANK.FOR PICTURE OF THE BIGMONSTER EATING OTHER MONSTER, VISIT LINK BY CLICKING ON CLICKING. ANY OF THE SEVERAL CLICKINGs. FOR LIFE SAVING ADVICE, READ TITLE AND RACK YOUR BRAINS OR HIRE ONE AND THEN RACK IT AND THEN DISPOSE IT OFF AND THEN DRAW A PICTURE OF A FLOWER AND EAT IT.


sometimes what happens to asima is, she gets reminded of perfectly shaped body parts. no asymmetry. no abnormality. the kinda stuff that'd make you go 'HEY, THAT'S A NORMAL HUMAN BEING'S BODY PARTS!' unlike her own. then she gets sorta sick.her eyes turn upwards, her lips thicken and her face bulges on one side.when she gets sick, asima likes to pull paper bags or polythene bags over her head. she likes to think that doing so will suffocate all those thoughts and they'd die and never return to plague her.if in case you catch her in the act, she will immediately hide her hands behind her back so in case you are about to draw a picture of her and put it up one some electronic medium like this one, you cannot reproduce her hands for the life of you. this will make you suspect that she hates her hands but there's no way in hell you can confirm if that's true.so you move on and continue with the rest of the story.



so she gets a little sick and then she gets sicker. this time she was thinking about pretty eyes. so she got sick and then she got sicker. when she gets sicker she feels like she could do with some drowning and then she starts having the drowning feeling and everything around goes yellow and gooey looking.

then she starts feeling like its raining on the inside of her hair. then she starts cursing you and your scanner and your fucking fingers and all that works because your scanner starts malfunctioning and your fingers start feeling like they would really like to wrap themselves around your neck in a way that will strangle you to death. this makes it very difficult for you to type so you have to stop