Office by Alex Penny
You can call me Duke. I'm currently 24 and I live in Baltimore. I make costumes. I work at a desk job that lets me use tumblr all day. I have a terrible sense of humor and I love horrible movies. Hunter S Thompson changed my life. My dream is to be a Ghostbuster and in my dream, my husband is Charlie Day.
Art school
talesof4chan.tumblr.comI can understand this person’s anger. At art college, I lost count of the number of images I saw of tits, vaginas, dicks spraying cum… the level of metaphorical and literal wank that goes on in art gives me the shits. Don’t stand there and tell me your work represents anything other than a cheap lazy-ass attempt to shock. I’d be far more shocked if you exhibited some talent.
For my art final in High school- we had to write a deep and meaningful blurb to be displayed next to our submission. I made this weird series of paper cut outs- they looked very Giger-y. In my blurb I basically said “There is no meaning behind this. No painful backstory about where I am from and who I am. I don’t need stupid story. I did it just ‘coz.”
I think I wrote it quite crudely though, and my teachers didn’t like it. I got a lot of high fives on the gallery night though.
Funnily enough I got like.. an 82% or something, which imo is a pretty good mark considering I didn’t make a very good submission and a bull shitted everything in the written exam.Oh boy I remember doing HSC Visual Arts too. :V
I wish I could say that I did something as clever as Stick but anyone who has been to my place has probably seen those terrible, terrible scrawlings that a proud parent has hung up on the wall.
I do remember one girl from that year who was so fed up with the bullshittery she just did what she wanted and what she did were some really sweet oil-on-canvas portraits of cows. It was titled ‘cows’ and the description read ‘I like drawing cows’ - she received a really low mark but tbh, it was probably one of the best things that came out of that year.
Art Express (idk if anyone ever sees those) is both hilarious and mind-numbingly frustrating because it’s full to the brim of the sort of wankery Proto describes. There’s some unbelievable talent, ngl - but the descriptions! Oh man the descriptions…..
Sometimes I see people praising women who paint with their menstrual blood for being brave and I just want to shit right into their mouths.
When I was in college, this guy in one of my classes was bragging about how for his final in high school, he mutilated a bunch of baby dolls and covered them in fake blood and said it was a statement about abortion. I wanted to reach over the table and smack him in the mouth.
when I was in 2-D Design we had to do a project with lines so I drew a butt farting out lighting and water and thunder and missiles and all this shit and then amongst the chaos I cleverly hid the message “Oops I farted” then I put it up for critique next class and let the class say what they wanted about it but I never told them it was just a butt farting things out.
Art critique is a fucking joke.
The only reason I am reblogging this is because there are small, fleeting moments when my brother, thepowerplumber, is genuinely hilarious.
son we need to talk. about your report card. son did you know your grades spell “ACDC” here is a high five and your bedtime is never
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a friend came round to help me revise and forgot to log out of her facebook on my laptop so I’ve spent the last 20 minutes devoting her facebook to trains.
I’ve also got the middle name “ILikeTrains” pending and have joined 50 “I love trains” groups.
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