Archive for May, 2011


Posted: May 27, 2011 in Art, etc.

The Hibiscus has played a rather central role in my drawings, and to some extent my life, although I can’t exactly figure out why. Anyone who has poked around this blog has seen that they hibiscus often appear in what I draw. Maybe it is because I have always felt like I should live near the beach (ignore my decisions to move back to STL repeatedly from both the west and the east coast) or maybe it is just the beachy/island vibe and mentality that I am drawn too. Whatever the reason, the hibiscus is something that I can see and feel a little more centered and reminded of how I aspire to feel.  Checking things out online, apparently it also represents seizing opportunity, as generally the flower last for one day and then wilts.  That fits, pretty well, unless I am the flower?

This hibiscus is the “Hope Flower” as the petals spell Hope:

This hibiscus is the “Peace Flower” as the petals spell Peace:

Now I just think of more words so i can add to this flower collection.


Stage 1 (5 minutes)

The weather is sublime.  The weekend appears to be three days.  Grilling will be undertaken.  Beer will be drinken.  Mistakes may be made.  Happy Friday:



Posted: May 17, 2011 in Uncategorized

My wife has an admirable skill, she can be amazed on a regular basis.  Its sort of a sense of wonderment that allows her to say, “Isn’t that weird?” on the regular.  Being amazed has never been a skill of my own, but previously (and still to some extent), I was really easily inspired.  When they make a movie that is supposed to get an emotional response, they are thinking of people like me.  For instance, while slumped over a document this weekend I had Braveheart on the TV.  Save Mel Gibson being who he is, I remember that on a regular basis, when I was a bit younger, I could be inspired easily and that inspiration kept me going for a long time relative to the time it took to become inspired. 

Well, sadly I have come to note that I am inspired less easily and when it hits me, the inspiration tends to last less time.  Probably a result of being tired (for approximately the last 7 years), but I am thinking that not being amazed and inspired is no way to live.  Perhaps my logic skill shave become too strong and my wonderment skills too weak.  Only one way to change that I guess, time to get inspired.

Fitting song from Pennywise (Album: About Time, Song: Every Single Day):


Posted: May 11, 2011 in Uncategorized

Bad Religion came through town last night and put on a great show. After not being able to see them for years, I have been lucky to see them twice in six months. Last time they headlined Friday nights shows at Riot Fest, while last night they opened for Rise Against. Bad Religion as an opening gives me mixed emotions. On one hand, Bad Religion helped Rise Against get their start on tours years ago, and now Rise Against is paying it forward. On the other hand, this is Bad Religion, an iconic punk rock band, who is a headliner no matter when they play. Regardless, they were great, and made a bunch of jokes about how kind all the kids were who clapped for them, referencing how nice everyone is to Grandpa at Thanksgiving when they just aren’t sure if they will see him next year, and that their new song debut with 811 youtube views, which is good for Bad Religion. In any event, they are punk rock icons and are one of a select few bands that I would say that about.

Bad Religion (POPS 5/10)

Rise Against put on a good show as well.  They are extremely tight  and professional, but as B said, “these guys are big rock star now, just not our rockstars.”  Well said B.

Just a note, FINALLY got out on the water last weekend for a short paddle (thank god because I am out of paddle shape) and it was glorious.

I haven’t been sleeping because I have been working more than I care to, or care to really even think about. When I am having a hard time staying awake, sometimes I draw for a few minutes and try to wake-up and focus. Below is a work in progress, and nothing special, but I like using pencils every once in a while.

Phase 1 (Trying to Stay Awake) - Draw shape, looks too much like a heart, draw more shapes, they all look like hearts, make clover thing.


Phase II- Fill Up Clover Thing with FacesPhase III- Insert a sun, for no reason, maybe waves, make the waves eyes, pencils should self sharpenPhase III- Insert a sun, for no reason, maybe waves, make the waves eyes, pencils should self sharpen


Phase III- Insert a sun, for no reason, maybe waves, make the waves eyes, pencils should self sharpen

Phase IV- Add a few hibiscus and fill space (more to come)

Added a little more 5/12


Unrelated, today is a Distillers type of day.  Brody has one of the most recognizeable voices out there.  Don’t think they are making music anymore, shame.  She now heads up Spinnerette, but haven’t heard too much of them.



Most of the time, these drawings start on a long phone call, or on the truly rare occasion where I both am flying alone and can’t fall asleep. As a fair amount of posts have noted, I can’t really remember a time when I didn’t draw to pass time. For a while when I was younger the pen found its way to my skin in class to pass time and get a little temporary tattoo action going.

As I got older, I realized that it was also a good way for me to be able to sit still and listen to someone or something. Definitely got me through law school (well drawing and copious amounts of coffee). By getting me through undergrad, law school and some painfully long calls, I guess to some extent doodling has paid the bills, but it would be pretty sweet if it could pay bills more directly and get me out of an office. Keep your eyes on the horizon for pigs, for now, I’ll keep doodling.