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“MY ROOMMATE IS A DINOSAUR! Character development - Kelly, Timothy, Goldblum.” Pen, ink, and graphite. 1/14/12.

Timothy Sam is a 26 year old who owns and manages T. Sam’s Candy Store in the currently untitled town/city where the comic takes place. 

Kelly Day, 24, is a cashier at T. Sam’s. Goldblum is the St. Bernard mascot of the store. 

These three were fun to draw, as I loosely based them on a combination of real life and fictional people. Goldblum is an expression of my desire to have a St. Bernard one day, plus I just think that type of dog would be perfect for a candy store mascot. 

They are minor characters, but integral to the plot, and will appearing soon in my comic My Roommate is a Dinosaur! (a comic by Andrew Cox). Please like the page! You can do so by clicking the title in the previous sentence or clicking here:
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To READ the comic, go to: http://www.theappalachianonline.com/blogs/roommate 

First new issue (#18) of the year posts on The Appalachian online on Monday, January 23rd, 2012. Tell any Dinosaur ya know!

Thanks!

“Forever Now.” (full piece; museum room lighting w/o camera flash) Acrylic paint, pen and ink. 10/11.

This is an incomplete piece. I know it looks done, but there’s areas where it needs to be touched up. I started painting this piece at a place that’s close to my heart, Laurel Ridge. Laurel Ridge looks something like this: 

Whenever I get this piece done, I’ll repost it with a writing about it. Please do re-blog! Thanks!

This is my submission/entry for the All American Rejects’ Kids in the Street contest. They’re releasing a new album with the same name and asked for people to submit art, links to sites, photos, movies, interpretive dance… or anything that expressed that feeling of nostalgia of being a kid, of being innocent, of being carefree, and of dreaming. Anything that expresses who you are. 

You can submit yours here 

Here’s mine: 

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“Leaving These Temptations.” 

Oil Pastels, chalk pastels, pen and ink, color pencil, watercolor.

12/28/08

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Sometimes I just want to run. Run until the sun takes me away. Run until it no longer hurts. Run until the material fades away and only my dreams are at my heels.  

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The above is what I originally wrote for this piece when I painted it three years ago. I thought about making a piece specifically for this project you guys are doing, but I felt that would be too manufactured, so I decided to submit something older and reflect on its relevance to this theme. 

 I’ve grown a lot in three years… three years ago I was 16 and in high school, but now I’m in college. Now I reread what I originally wrote for this piece and realize that “dreams at my heels” sounds like my dreams are chasing me, rather than what I meant to write, which was ME chasing my dreams. [By dreams I don’t mean my subconscious. I mean my hopes, desires, and goals.]

Maybe that’s not such a bad thing- my dreams chasing me. Especially for someone who struggles with motivation. My dreams motivate me to chase them, and though they’re at my heels, if I keep trying, I’ll get so fast that I’ll run the length of the world and end up at my dreams’ heels. Then I’ll be the one chasing THEM, within reach of catching them!  

This piece talks about a return to innocence and ignorance, a freedom from burdens that weigh your heart and soul down and can physically exhaust you, no matter what it may be- a broken heart or past mistakes or that more than 8 hour work day with that terrible boss. We all have things that remind us of how we are at the mercy of gravity, how we all fall at one time or another. 

When we were kids innocence and ignorance was easy, and while we can no longer retain either but only to some degree, we can still lay down our burdens. Maybe not literally, but mentally.

Let your faith chase you, let your dreams chase you and eventually you’ll get so strong, so fast, that you’ll run the length of the world and catch them.

They will be yours, yours to help you hold onto that child-like feeling of dreaming of hoping. Yours to help you let go of mistakes and regrets.

 But also, your faith and dreams will be yours to help you remember that though it might be child-like to think so… anything is possible. 

I’m not a cat person, but my sister’s almost 4 year old cat is adorable… correction- can be adorable. Took this picture over Christmas break. I’m surprised he let me. 

“Untitled.” Acrylic paint, instant coffee, found objects (flower, spray paint chips), glue, india ink. 8/29/11.

1-hour composition assignment for Painting 1 class. On paper that’s something like 11 by 14 inches.

“Words are only painted fire; a look is the fire itself.” 
-Mark Twain 

“Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life.” 
-Buddha