paranoid pareidola

I see things. Congratulations on not being blind. I see things that aren't really there. Congratulations on being ... crazy? No, it's not like that. I see faces and images in inanimate objects. I can also see connections between things that arent really connected. It's called pareidola. It's can be interesting, because I sometimes see…

streaming, online

Here's a picture I drew a long time ago, which I have titled Stream of Consciousness: During my senior year of high school I visited a college in New Hampshire and met with an art professor. One suggestion he gave me was to draw more, even just doodle. He suggested drawing a box, and then…

the art of thinking

The fall after I graduated high school, I went to college. A state university. One of the classes I took that first (and only) semester, was a philosophy class. I took philosophy because thinking has always interested me, and my definition of philosophy is the art of thinking. For whatever reason, that class did not…

doodle is as doodle does, part II

Back when I was in high school, I drew this: This is one of my favorite doodles from back then. Black with a white shadow, white with a black shadow, and red mixed in throughout. What does it all mean? It can pretty much mean what ever you want: life/death, good/evil, yin/yang, earth/sky/fire, physical/spiritual. Sometimes…

the wintertime blues

Several people throughout my life have told me that I have seasonal depression. Basically, it's where you get depressed during the winter. Less sun, colder, and generally more stormy weather, winter is just not as much fun. My mom felt I suffered from seasonal depression. She wanted to (and did) put in giant lights in my room, so…