HATALOM.

"POWER" (push it!)

are.my.skinny.jeans.too.tight?

36.

fat.apple.

nothing.

asshole.mosquito.

I think today was the day that they decided to make their mass attack. on me. fekkin mosquito/spider/whateverthecrap/assholes!!!

GUILT.

dragonfly.

jesus.IS.the.easter.bunny.

problem.solved.

octoromamamaserpentango. {tatt-to-be_phase1}

_rough_sketch_no_details_

NORM.

Sy.scarfin.Gyros. {2.min.spazztic.drunken.skribblesketch.}

my.brain.is.eating.me.

I hate my brain.
the flu has set in.
the ants have taken over.
and my brain has grown teeth and a ferocious appetite for vulnerable ids and has effectively turned against me.
nice.

self.portrait.2011.

sy's.sunday.mornin.pancake.crumbs.

sarok.[corner]

high-end.graphical.puppet.

life.skupport.

new.stupid.Gap.logo.designer.

origami.robo.noémi.

the.problem.with.Budapest.

well, one of them...

the.saddest.girl.on.a.skateboard.

with poo.

invizible.iNK.fart

#damaged#

kite.

an oldie from the vault - drawn in April 2007

man.

cranialintragluteusmaximusitis

man.

seeds.

unfinished.
started it in a cafe on Iskola utca on dec.24 while Sy ate chili and pogácsa...
but I scanned it in just in case it never gets finished.
started getting grease stains from following me around to every table I sat down to after that.
it probably has a bit of xmess dinner fish oil on it
surely loads of traces of coffee.
maybe I'm just not doing it because I feel guilty about the negativity
shit... the whole thing is based on guilt and negativity, doing a twirly waltz together to really tacky echoey elevator music.
it's all so heavy
why can't we just move on?

fixin shit up.

acupuncture

bácsi.

[soft] drive.

I grabbed the wrong pen when I set out to scribble this mindspit outlast night.
too lazy to get up to swap it for the rapido-inker.
you smellin' the resounding theme here?
meh.

cigar smokin cat-hat mink coat dame

i see her almost every morning

coffee.don't.work.no.more.

Papa, palacsinta and pálinka.

an evening with my father at my older brother's house. oh, and pálinka. which sort of made it all somewhat tolerable. budapest.

synch.or.swim.

unfinished. may never be finished.
got really annoyed with animating synchronized swimming moves, got up from my desk, came back to a crashed computer, didn't feel like starting up Flash again, and just left it at that.
maybe one day I'll have a follow-up moment of inspiration.
for now, meh..