This time drawing Sabino Canyon trees with watercolor pastels ...
Kind of fun, but pretty hard to control ...
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Hiking Shoes
Sometimes you have to take your hiking shoes off to wade through the snow runoff in the Catalina mountains. The water is really cold and slightly numbs the feet, but once you're out and back in your shoes and socks the feet feel like warm, freshly baked buns. It's a pleasant thing, all around.
This is a little sketch of Mr. Green preparing to take the plunge ...
This is a little sketch of Mr. Green preparing to take the plunge ...
Friday, December 23, 2011
Sabino Canyon
One of my absolute favorite places in the entire world.
So many amazing colors!
The lighting today was just so otherwordly ... it was so pretty it kind of hurt a bit?
I mean, the light got stuck in these leaves!
Love it here. Love. It.
So many amazing colors!
The lighting today was just so otherwordly ... it was so pretty it kind of hurt a bit?
I mean, the light got stuck in these leaves!
Love it here. Love. It.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Today in Tucson
University of Arizona campus ... the new optics building.
Our feets!
Some nice tree shadows.
Ah the B cafe. Beer and salad, oh yes.
Yes
Fermi's Paradox: If extraterrestrial intelligence is common, why haven't we met any smart aliens?
"I suggest a different, even darker solution to [Fermi's] Paradox. Basically, I think the aliens don’t blow themselves up; they just get addicted to computer games. They forget to send radio signals or colonize space because they’re too busy with runaway consumerism and virtual-reality narcissism. They don’t need Sentinels to enslave them in a Matrix; they do it to themselves, just as we are doing today. Once they turn inwards to chase their shiny pennies of pleasure, they lose the cosmic plot. They become like a self-stimulating rat, pressing a bar to deliver electricity to its brain’s ventral tegmental area, which stimulates its nucleus accumbens to release dopamine, which feels…ever so good."
Source
Thanks dear friend Joe!
"I suggest a different, even darker solution to [Fermi's] Paradox. Basically, I think the aliens don’t blow themselves up; they just get addicted to computer games. They forget to send radio signals or colonize space because they’re too busy with runaway consumerism and virtual-reality narcissism. They don’t need Sentinels to enslave them in a Matrix; they do it to themselves, just as we are doing today. Once they turn inwards to chase their shiny pennies of pleasure, they lose the cosmic plot. They become like a self-stimulating rat, pressing a bar to deliver electricity to its brain’s ventral tegmental area, which stimulates its nucleus accumbens to release dopamine, which feels…ever so good."
Source
Thanks dear friend Joe!
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Open wide!
I've been drawing animals lately. And playing with photoshop. Inverted drawingzzz!!!
This one looks so much cooler inverted than in its actual configuration ... meeeow!!
Here's this hippo dude in his natural state (i.e. uninverted). What are all those teeth for??
This one looks so much cooler inverted than in its actual configuration ... meeeow!!
Here's this hippo dude in his natural state (i.e. uninverted). What are all those teeth for??
Some pictures from Arizona ...
... because it is really warm and gorgeous here!
Mr. Green and I went shopping for a little while, and I really liked this store called "Tucson Herbs." Wow it was pretty in there and it smelled great.
We also went on a brief hike near the Catalina mountains, which are rather nice.
The winter solstice light was super rad. And the saguaros always look surprising. I think they are nature's exclamation points.
Mr. Green and I went shopping for a little while, and I really liked this store called "Tucson Herbs." Wow it was pretty in there and it smelled great.
We also went on a brief hike near the Catalina mountains, which are rather nice.
The winter solstice light was super rad. And the saguaros always look surprising. I think they are nature's exclamation points.
Christmas is hard sometimes ...
... but I watched a fun documentary called "what would Jesus buy" about Rev. Billy of the Church of Stop Shopping. Quite entertaining, and I doodled throughout:
I was just writing down random things that Billy said -- not nec. my own opinions scribbled down on this sheet, she disclaims.
I also got a ton of magazines in the mail, tempting me to join the Shopocalypse all tooth and nail and credit card:
Would Jesus give something materialistic?
While Mr. Green and I were on our way to Tucson, I happened to see this lovely poster in the Las Vegas airport:
Super classy.
We were hiking today and heard some gun shots in the distance. Mr Green asked me if I wanted a gun for Christmas. I said yes, but only if it was pink and shot rainbows and bubbles instead of bullets. Because I hate guns. But I love rainbows. And bubbles.
I was just writing down random things that Billy said -- not nec. my own opinions scribbled down on this sheet, she disclaims.
I also got a ton of magazines in the mail, tempting me to join the Shopocalypse all tooth and nail and credit card:
Would Jesus give something materialistic?
While Mr. Green and I were on our way to Tucson, I happened to see this lovely poster in the Las Vegas airport:
Super classy.
We were hiking today and heard some gun shots in the distance. Mr Green asked me if I wanted a gun for Christmas. I said yes, but only if it was pink and shot rainbows and bubbles instead of bullets. Because I hate guns. But I love rainbows. And bubbles.
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