Draw a new superhero!
I for some reason couldn’t get this one together…
so here is my super chicken:
And his power is to be yummy!
Sometimes I wonder about the things that wander through my brain. I mean don’t you ever wonder what your mind thinks about the most???
Is it friends? Family? Work? Spongebob Squarepants?
And then I realized I don’t need to record my words or discuss this with a professional. This blog is basically my brain, but illustrated.
So I went to wordle and made a word cluster. And because I’m a constant daydreamer I was not surprised with the results:
The result clearly shows my mind is that of a Valley girl who thinks about chicken, the weekends and Luxembourg.
Now I’m practically convinced that I am what would happen if Morrissey and Cher from Clueless had a child.
What do you think about most?
So the Professional moratorium on my mischief has not been successful. Telling me that I have to be good is like asking me to be bad. And it’s totally my own fault, I give into the temptation of me.
So anyways as certainly as my cubicle neighbor has a Gangnam problem, I have a problem with the good old paper and pen. I just realized I have nearly filled my 2012 doodle sketchbook. that is 176 pages front and back… and 1-4 doodles per page side. I only have 7 pages left, and the front inner cover and back cover are already filled.
Hi I’m Lauren, and I have a doodling problem:
I would get help… but I’d rather just draw about it
I don’t care if Monday’s blue…
Today I am so happy, I have to make a post. But I’m not exactly in the best position to be scanning doodles because I am making a set of drawings for work… it’s so hard to be an adult on a FRIDAY!
So to get to the meaty part of the post. I will say this doodle was inspired by several things… talking about drawing a Rooster in love with my wonderful sister-in-law, Season. And also by the department stores telling me that I should already be Christmassing (what is up with that?)
Any who, lets get to the first wintery chicken of 2012:
And a special request… if anyone out there does encounter snow.. can you make me a snow chicken?
Oh, and have a nice weekend… I’m going to!
I’m still a little quiet today, but I feel more in a giggly place.
I am thinking of attributing it to the following:
♥ I am wearing my favorite skirt… a leopard pencil skirt to be exact
♥ I ate some delicious chicken for lunch
♥ I have been drawing wedding sheep, I was asked to make a few drawings for an upcoming wedding! It makes me feel like I’m coming up in the world with my drawings
♥ I saw “Bachelorette” the movie with Amber last night… and I loved it. I loved it so much that I want to do the robot while listening to the Proclaimers…. all. day. long.
♥ Cakes McCain of Pasta for One, sent me a bleak/cheery? song today that reminded me that my future is bright so bright I have to wear shades… so I strapped on a pair:
But today several of my jollies came from the fact my co-worker… the Exceptional Dab keeps mentioning that my typing sounds like I’m killing my computer. Or as he calls it “an angry typer”. Sadly, when I listened to myself type I had to agree with him… But I don’t always type this way because I’m sending people angry emails sometimes I just get so excited about words!. So this brought me to a doodle-y conclusion:
Soooo ya see, I’m gonna break this computer. And when I do, I’ll call that knucklehead professional IT guy to make all it’s problems go away. (And I said that it 2 seconds.)
I have been a little out of sorts lately. I think it’s because I need to watch cheesy romantic comedies, and eat ice cream (hello, weekend). I need to embrace the things that make me, the giggly Lauren I am. Instead of avoiding them like I have been doing for the last few weeks. I like being silly and this doodle just illustrates the point (that was a pun):
Have a snazzy weekend! I know I’m going to!
Right now I’m sitting in my cubicle. I kind of have to go to the bathroom. I was just kind of thinking about my recent greatest hits and decided to share some of my silliness with the good people of the internet:
-Yesterday, I sat on the floor with Nancy talking about shapes (for a design competition). It made me feel like a small child, and a grown up all at once. Inverted Rhombuses for life!
-I saw, encountered and very recently blocked a man’s phone number who looked precariously like Zach Efron. He was in fact so handsome I didn’t trust him when I met him… but, then I learned a little more about him and trust him even less. And yes people I discussed this with, he is as shallow as I imagined his pretty face to be.
-I went to a birthday party for one of my friends parents (who I have only known for about a year and a half) and in a room full of his friends and family, I won the trivia contest about his life.
-I got asked for my phone number while in a hospital gown…
-I didn’t eat a pizookie… which for international readers is a very large cookie that is made in a pizza tin. But I wanted to and plan on doing so very soon.
-I got in an argument with a Rooster. I decided to write a song about him in the Key of “Rock Lobster” from the B-52’s, it will be called “Rude Rooster.” As you can glean, he was not a gentleman.
-Some stranger on the internet called me “hot face” which only makes me think that I may have a fever or something.
– I got a free tote bag for buying a frozen drink, and I felt like a winner. I also have already used that tote bag at the beach, aka the only place tote bags want to be.
-I met a bird whose name was “Bird Lancaster,” I laughed with reckless abandon. And I wondered if he was the “Birdman from Alcatraz”… which is a Burt Lancaster joke ;)
And I have come to this conclusion:
Here’s to another odd and fabulous week!
♥ and lollipops,
Today I made a post. And then I looked back at it and it was not the kind of post this Lauren wants to make. It was in fact such a downer, I am not going to post it at all. But I’m still going to tell you the meat of the issue (that is one gross term isn’t it?)
Cue the applause from my friends who have had to hear about it for years. Yes, I think I’m done. I have come to notice lately that this one particular person who super doesn’t like me… also doesn’t really mean a hill of beans to me either. And although I dislike having to interact with them, what can I really do about it? I would prefer she leave my bubble of existence, but it’s not going to happen. So I’m going to grin and bear it.
I feel the best way I can make this analysis is by saying this person is like a zit on picture day. They show up out of nowhere and try ruin my day, but then I remember I can always Photoshop it away!
Now, I’m not a saint or anything, I’m really just trying here. And I can accept this certain person and I both have flaws. I am here to say one of mine is not being crazy about her, but still I’m nice enough to not want to let her bring me down. I still think her dislike of me is unfounded, because I’m not as unscrupulous as her insecurities, or more so her jealousies would have her think.
I’m just a girl with a pink polka dot shirt, and a smile after all.
And that is how I’m going to stay. I would like to take this time to tell you I am going to lead myself away from the “Darkness of Suck” and into the “Light of Awesome.”
So with that thought I leave you this really bad rendition of Liberty Leading the People by Eugène Delacroix:
I’m Outie. I’m going to go be giggly somewhere.
Have you ever wondered when you are talking to me if I am interested in what you are talking to me about? I must tell you that if you are wondering you may already have your answer. Am I looking far away into space? Am I giggling in the middle of your words? Sorry about that friend, my brain goes at approximately 234 miles per second.
Now venture into the next zone carefully:
Firstly, ask yourself is this really news I need to hear? Be honest with yourself. If the answer is no… walk away, until you made your story into an awesome concoction that I can’t live without.
If your answer is yes, I need to know about it instantly. You may want to use some Lauren convo traps. (I have a feeling that giving away my secrets may be a huge mistake, but I want to hear about new and exciting things, trap me into learning!)
1. Have you mentioned “the Cure” in any way? Mentioning Robert Smith and his brethren of musical accompaniments may help me completely tune into what you are saying. Friday I’m in… totally listening to you.
2. Have you thought of mentioning 30 Rock? If not you should! You may just blow my mind grapes with your witty repertoire.
3. If you may be losing me in conversation don’t fret… bring up chickens! Be they fried, doodled, free range, applying for drivers licenses in Arkansas… I’m there.
4. Art, lets talk about it.. Mondrian, Hopper, Munch, Shag, Bob Dob, Utrillo, Kahlo…
5. Am I going to get a present at the end of this conversation? Just give me a present. People should really give me more presents anyway.
6. Lets talk architecture. This is separate from art, because it is kind of my real profession and all.Tell me about your favorite building mid convo, I want to know about it. And if you can weave that into the story your telling… all the better.
7. This thing you are talking about… are you super passionate about it? Does it drive your existence? I love to hear that kind of stuff… I mean if you are really into your story… How could it not become a classic for all ages?
8. Are you talking about an instance that happened to someone I know… that always helps, so I can imagine… I’m usually hoping for a funny circumstance or something… But if its someone I don’t really like- like at all, lets not tell the story. Let’s instead talk about #1-7.
And that is really it. Help me become a better listener! I really want to hear all about that really cool thing that happened to you that one time when that other thing happened.
P (to the ) S: that was a lot of doodles.