Hello- welcome to dys/memberment.
I am using this blog page as a simple website where I will be posting personal works (as appose to more silly do-dads elsewhere such as I do on DeviantArt.)

Friday, October 8, 2010

Raw



I really like the concept of being raw, not really vulnerability but maybe something like being pure and horribly honest. Or perhaps something that makes you wince like salt on open flesh- or wait does that only effect snails... I dunno :P
It's creepy, obsessive, too close, being blown away by some raw energy, writhing bones and twigs pulling through winds that scream as if it's from some kinda cool industrial song lol :P

Friday, September 24, 2010

Home


("Home is where the heart is / To feel alien in your own home").
Sketchbook doodle- a friend and I did a simple dot map to see where we lived in relation to the college. Instead of erasing it, since it was on a new page, I decided draw over it and use it in the composition. The dot on the very right is the college and the top dot that's being pointed at is my house. (It's a sideways map... and it's probably horribly inaccurate anyway lol). I tried to imply the figure's nudity in a strange way :P

Friday, September 10, 2010

Emesis Nemesis


I was drawing one thing and now I ended up with this... hermm. This was kinda super random. Oddly, she kinda looks like a fairy... uh mebbe not the nice kinds. I'll just say, she floats about, taking heads off and turns them into these ping pong balls that follow her, vomiting and bleeding everywhere. Yaaaay!

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Mermaid Meat


Haha- seriously, first title I could think of for this drawing is "Mermaid Meat". Her body is totally off but I just went with it thinking, I hope that it doesn't look poorly incorrect. I mean, teachers always say, the human body is what we know best, and it's always easy to see if it's wrong, even if we're not proficient in it. But I wonder, sometimes incorrect things can be okay, like it's part of the style- and I hope this is one of the times. Otherwise it's a sad attempt and I will kick myself later when I look back at this.
Something about drawing forms, just the natural human flow really brings some kind of expression out that I really learned to appreciate. This was just my attempt at exaggerating and following flow, working off of my mediocre memory of body and the current emotion. But... I don't know if it's an emotion really, I just feel something... traveling. But no, she's actually not really a mermaid :P

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Carpenter


Man, I really need work on more personal images, I feel like it's draining. That sounds like a bad thing but I guess I just take things too seriously- I want to invest all my mental energy into personal work; it's not just a work habit but more I think really believe that's how it should be. Sometimes it's that feeling of drawing for sake of drawing, making pretty things for some kinda mild visual ecstasy.
With that said, here is The Carpenter, ominous spirit of creation. The hot wax warms the soul and lenses peer deeply. I guess this is kind of a part 2 from the previous lamp post... hmm. Or I'm just a sucker for repetitive themes :P Intricate crafts keep the eyes busy, feeding and sacrificing each work with a piece of mind and spirit. I imagine this being gliding slowly, making every turn of his/her head with a cautious glare. I was going to have him/her holding a large twisted needle but drawing hands make me nervous and stop. Oh well, it's satisfying for now :)

Thursday, April 8, 2010

How Much


I'll start off with this pencil sketch. It's been sitting in my sketchbook and I'll work on it from time to time... This is the height of all good emotions and also the point of the lowest that someone can take the stone spiral staircase down without a torch. Either way, each emotion bursts into an immense, over dramatic mess. Speaking of torches, I'm inspired from recently reading that the Romans in antiquity had an emphasis on light (as many cultures did) and that a upright torch represented life, and inversely an upside-down torch represented death. I was also inspired by the story of the man that had a tiny tree growing in his lungs, resulting in a ... lovely... photo- a fir bit lodged in pink flesh. mmm. It's not about gore, but exposure.
I may digital paint over this sketch once I'm done.

Welp that's it for now :)

Friday, March 12, 2010

Status report

I'm workin on it...