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instead of studying like a normal person! I guess it’s better than procrastination via doing meth or something.

Two little comics for ya, one from Chinese class (weird and hilarious shit always happens when you throw a bunch of 18-21 year old Asians together, plus our really young teacher) and one to say, to all of you stressed out, overworked, underfed and exhausted college kids out there, HAPPY FUCKING STUDYING. Laaaa~ When my professor posts the slides from that lecture onto Blackboard, I am so screencapping it and putting it in this post.

see you next week if the bags under my eyes haven’t sagged to the floor, incapacitating my movement.


I’m getting better at this whole regular updating thing!

Great, awesome, exciting news: this summer, I will be an administrative assistant in the art department at Scholastic, yay! Children’s books! Bright, primary colors! ART! YAY! I’m super excited for this job, which will give me more insight into my potential future career path… which is why I am neglecting my due-in-two-weeks lab report to draw and blog and write. WHOOPS. We had some funny answers to our surveys, though… even though it was mostly just fill-in-number-scales. Anyways, onward!

I’ve been doing little $5 doodle commissions, mostly of people’s characters. If you’ve ever wanted some artwork from me, they’re still going on. Just drop me an email!

So there’s that.

More srsbsns wise, I started drawing a comic. It turned into an autobiographical comic about something that happened to me in high school. I don’t know if I’ll continue it, because I think it stands all right on its own as a two-pager, and I’m not sure if I can write about it the way I want to, still, but we will see. Breakups happen, and they suck, but this one in particular left a really deep impression… although, if it weren’t for this breakup, things would have gone a whole lot differently. It definitely worked out for the best, but it’s one of those things you still think about from time to time. This medium is the first to somewhat accurately capture what I wanted to capture.

Plus it was great incentive to play with this new thick-wobbly-nonstraight-line-panel style.

Next week: more comics, Wendy dying in class, no more puppy (she’s going home today, BOO), probably an angry drawing or two. See you then!

I’ve been getting really into lolita clothing lately (my lovely friend Lara has something to do with that!) and hence have been drawing a lot of lolitas. My writing professor also encouraged me to keep writing and rewriting my doll story “Practical Alchemy” into a novel (which I might pursue over the summer maybe) so I’ve been drawing those characters and that world as well… which also fits in to the Victorian lolita/steampunk-esque aesthetic.

So here are some new drawings:

I am drawing one comic a day and posting them and am currently a day ahead! This happened yesterday. I ran into a dapper gentleman in Washington Square Park with a pigeon perched on his shoulder. It looked so much like his daemon and made me extraordinarily happy.

Then later that evening…

happy Thursday! The week is almost over! ALMOST!

I’ve been experimenting a little lately with simple, hand-drawn comics. They’re quick and easy and fun. I think this month until Dec. 7th I will attempt to draw one short little comic per day and see how it goes. Granted, it is mostly about my silly life, but it’s a good exercise in storytelling!

Speaking of storytelling, here are more doodles: my homage to the badass girls of Sin City and Kill Bill, and Red Riding Hood.

These past few weeks have just been me playing around with stuff… but I am working on commissions and hopefully will be ready to start “Amuse Bouche” after I do this month’s little challenge!

I was listening to the Dresden Dolls’ “Coin Operated Boy” and I drew this. The lyrics are pretty great:

sitting on the shelf

he is just a toy

but i turn him on

and he comes to life

automatic joy

that is why i want

a coin-operated boy

made of plastic and elastic

he is rugged and long-lasting

who could ever ever ask for more

love without complications galore

Many Shapes and Weights to Choose From

I will Never Leave My Bedroom

I will never cry at night Again

Wrap My Arms Around Him And Pretend


coin-operated boy

all the other real

ones that i destroyed

cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i’ll

never let him go

and i’ll never be alone(go)

and i’ll never let him go

and i’ll never be alone(go)

and i’ll never be alone(go)

and i’ll never be alone

not with my coin-operated boy


this bridge was written to make you feel smittener

with my sad picture

of girl getting bitter-er

can you extract me

from my plastic fantasy

i didn’t think so

but i’m still convencinble

will you persist even after i bet you

a billion dollars that i’ll never love you?

and will you persist even after i kiss you

goodbye for the last time

will you keep on trying?

to prove it

i’m dying

to lose it

i’m losing

my confidence

i want it

i want it

i want it

i want it


i want you

i want you

i want you

i want you

i want you


i want a

i want a

i want a

i want a

i want a


coin operated boy


if i had a star to wish on

for my life i can’t imagine

any flesh and blood could be his match

i can even take him in the bath


coin operated boy

he may not be real

experienced with girls

but i know he feels

like a boy should feel

isn’t that the point?

that is why i want a coin-operated boy

with a pretty coin-operated voice

saying that he loves me

that he’s thinking of me

straight and to the point

that is why i want a

coin-operated boy.



that is all! hope everyone is having a pleasant evening!

I am stubborn. My mother has long yelled at me for being stubborn, ai-ya, WHY YOU NO LISTEN TO ME?! But part of my stubbornness comes from refusing to back down from anything once I’ve started–I’ll see it through to the end!

Except for drawing challenges. I tried the 100 Themes last summer and failed horribly four themes in, my inspiration sputtering indignantly, my brain wandering to other things. But this last month of a glorious glorious summer I have vowed to do this challenge and follow it through to the end. I have learned since that these challenges aren’t about making something awe-inspiring, the kind that will have Hollywood falling all over themselves to buy the rights to or comic editors clamoring to pick up, but simply, about having fun and seeing what one comes up with.

I’ve said before, for an ardent perfectionist like myself it’s hard sometimes to see past the cliched concepts and the screwy anatomy, the god-my-perspective-SUCKS and the I-should-just-keep-drawing-heads (because you can’t really beat drawing heads. Drawing bodies carries greater responsibility). It is hard to time myself and force myself to get the “feel”, to try not to worry TOO much about the way the figure is posing.

I tasted the sheer joy of creating nonstop when I did that first batch of sketch requests a week or two ago and I intend to carry this through to the end. Now I’ll shut up and let you see the actual drawing:

A few words on this:

1) I am narcissistic and spend probably more time than I should staring in mirrors, trying to see the angles of my face and nose and eyes. As it turns out half the girls I draw people point and ask if it’s me and it’s probably because I have subtly incorporated elements of my own body type and face into them. Whoops! But this time it really is me. And I do own that dress, that necklace, those shoes.

2) the Siamese prancing at my feet is my daemon. A daemon is… well, read His Dark Materials by Pullman. Or if you have, you know that a daemon is the animal manifestation of your soul and a daemon’s animal shape best represents the personality that you have. Draw what conclusions you like from the fact that my daemon takes the form of a Siamese!

3) I had a ton of fun with this. Seriously, it’s great to just break out the tablet, start scribbling away in Photoshop and to see what comes of it!

The 30 Day Drawing Challenge can be found here.