Humanoid

Declaration of ardour.

I have a massive crush on Tyrion Lannister from the Game of Thrones. Biting wit and humour really is the best aphrodisiac for me. I don’t usually do this – confess my attraction on a public platform – but my brain is clouded by a haze of…something vaguely like desire. His intellect and quick tongue even in the face of death enthrals me.

I really like and appreciate the fact that he is comfortable with making fun of his diminutive stature. I feel like picking him up and cuddling him.

This is what I would say if I were not delusional and if Tyrion was a real person with a social network profile that I could monitor.

I have it planned out. I would poke him and send him the following message:

Hello Tyrion.

Now listen close because I won’t say it again: I will let you molest me. I guess it isn’t molest anymore because I’ve just given you my consent. So be it. Call me.

Also, I would “like” the shit out of his photos like the total creeper that I am. Yeah.

Thank you

I am caught in a flurry of creative energy. It feels wonderful. Often I doubt myself and my abilities. More times than not I battle a crushing insecurity and steel my heart, bracing myself for negative backlash directed at my work and myself. Happily, usually I cringe for nothing. The backlash that I fear does not come.

The fact that people appreciate what I do touches me more than I can adequately express. All this time I have been creating for the sole purpose of personal enjoyment. I never imagined that my work would be enjoyed by others as well, or that anyone would actually want to fork out money for them.

And yet tomorrow would be the first day my artwork will go on sale. I am anxious and hopeful and apprehensive and delighted all at once. Thank you to all who have stopped by to take a look at my humble scrawlings and left me with kind words and warm fuzzy feelings. If I could I would hug you all, but unfortunately this is geographically impossible.

You all motivate me to create. To flesh out and breathe life into images and creatures and characters that dwell in my head. You give me the courage to unlock them and set them loose in this mad, mad world.

2012 seems to have been kind to me so far. It has barely begun, but artistic possibilities are already stirring in my mind and people have approached me for potential collaboration. I am thrilled and my heart is singing.

Life is beautiful.

I love these comics so much.

http://www.smbc-comics.com

I’ve always liked redheads, so I became one.

 

Yum yum redheads.

2012

If 2012 were a person it would be a mewling newborn swaddled in a fuzzy blanket. Its chubby little hands would grab at the air and its wet little eyes would rove over its surroundings in wonder.

It is a mystery. At this point it can do anything and be anything. It carries the wistful hopes and whispered wishes of humanity.

Please don’t let us down.