"You’re the bee’s knees, you ol’ flivver!"
A picture I was working on way long ago and just re-discovered. I hope to finish it at some point, but I dunno when! So until then, here’s the very unfinished line work of a flapper and her robot.
note: “flivver” actually refers to a broken down old car, but dat robot’s got some years on him… and she’s teasing.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
— Last lines of ‘The Great Gatsby’, F. Scott Fitzgerald. (via nocthurnal)
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
— Charles Bukowski, Raw With Love (via introspectivepoet)
Sometimes the idea of sticking a another boring cube into our coffee gets us down. Luckily, a designer by the name of Snow Violet created these brilliant skull and cross bones cubes so we can make our morning routine of staring into our coffee cup a bit more sinister.
Photo credit: Olesya Turchuk
They are writhing and dying and burning.
They are not here to be pretty.
I am trying to learn from them."
from my book, which can be purchased here:
Well, sat on these long enough. Character art tests for a client comic that was ultimately scrapped. HERD U LIEK MAGICAL GIRLS.