Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Tuesday, March 2, 2010


A few years ago, a tornado hit this place. It killed the people, left and right. Dogs died. Cats died. Houses were split open, and you could see necklaces hanging from branches of trees. People's legs and neck bones were sticking out. Oliver found a leg on his roof. A lot of people's fathers died, and were killed by the great tornado. I saw a girl fly through the sky, and I looked up her skirt.

Monday, March 1, 2010


Back at uni. My drawing project for this term is the face. Please excuse the monotony that is to come!