I Had Hanson Hair

If you had trouble believing that I had hair comparable to Hanson like I claimed yesterday, then here is the proof.

I have no regrets. Except for maybe that first one. Ouch.

What was I thinking? A spear, really?
The tie-dye and blue camouflage I can understand,
but that spear is just ridiculous.

Science fair + Hawaiian shirt = FTW.

"The gang" in middle school and a nice side view of those glorious golden locks.

With Sheila back in the day.

Right before I cut it, it was long enough to put into a ponytail. I kinda miss it. Just a tad.

Pictures Pertaining to Food

...in some form or fashion.

From a Cracker Barrel menu a few months ago, this was the background on my phone for a long time:

From the book Serious Drawings by a man who I like to call my friend, Marc Johns. He is an artist I quite like. I can't exactly speak to the truth of this statement regarding my own facial hair:


And finally, a glorious find of one of my roommates. Thank you, mandom, for making this possible, and thank you, internet, for making it easy for find. Who's game for figuring out how to make these and, I dunno, make them!?! I feel like my life is somewhat less complete not having experienced this. Behold, the Bacon Turtle:

Sunday School Lessons

This is what we teach the kids in Sunday School at Westminster.

I am not sure the exact correlation. And I definitely don't know the individual who added the blood to the dinosaur. Or put the "Service=" in front of it. Whoever did that is off his rocker.

I Made This (For You)

It is an upgraded version of one that I tried a while back. Which one do you think is better?

Before, I said "It is supposed to be a heart, a semi-nerdy way of illustrating affection." I would like to add that it is finding affection in the ordinary.

When you care about something or for someone (definitely when you care for someone, it's like a drug, a comparison that I'm sure has been made before) it seems to me that you find all manner of things in your everyday experience that adds new meaning, new insight, or new expression to your affection.

It is true when I care for a person/when they care for me, or when I find myself particularly aware of my love for God, or his love for me.

Do you become more aware of illustrations of affection when you have an object of affection?

Sophomoresque Designs

Back in the good ole sophomore year, I took the required computer science class, and got to choose 3 labs. I choose Photoshop and Illustrator, in addition to the necessary Microsoft Word.

In said class, we were required to make three postcards centering around the same subject. These are what ensued. I would like to apologize in advance for the less than stellar designing. This is more for a laugh than anything else.

The first image was supposed to be advertising for a movie:

And the second was for a book:

And the third was for a play:

Now, as for this last one, would not a Justice League themed musical be one of the greatest things you could ever hope for or imagine? I think yes.

Hello, Cypress Gardens

I went down to Charleston a few weekends ago to celebrate my birthday with my family, and while I was down there, I took the opportunity to do the photo shoot assigned for my Intro to Photo class. Of the 134 pictures I took, these are the five I weaned it down to:






Apparently, those were not good enough for my professor, as he said I should have picked these two:



Finally, (now that your web browser is screaming "NO MORE IMAGES!") we had to convert our five selected images to black and white:

Something I Made

It is supposed to be a heart, a semi-nerdy way of illustrating affection.