"We gave your house to someone else."

Oh, you did Ms. Realtor? Why, thank you. That's exactly why I came to you to sign these papers, saying, that we, FORT 2.0, would be living on Allston St. Thank you very, very, much.

This all made me feel very bad, because Lucas and his roommates were depending on us to take over their lease for May-Aug31st.

We can't afford to live in that house and then move again Sept. 1st. So that kind of leaves them screwed. Which I feel HORRIBLE about. Sadly, though, we can't screw ourselves over to save them, which I wish we could in a perfect world, but we really, really, can't. Sometime tonight I'm meeting Lucas to give him his lease back, and apologize and explain everything. Also, I'm going to post a few things on Craigslist.com and whatnot to help him find someone else. Take some pictures for him, spread the word, so on and so forth. Bummer. :(

WHATEVER. So, after our appointment with the reality place, Schooney and I went on a hunt for another reality place. We went through two who just interviewed us, and left us with a "we'll call you." Well, that's awesome, because we need to look at places now, since May 1st is in two days? Yeah. Good job, Boston. BUT! We did not stop there! We checked out one more reality place, Real Estate Boston(.com, you can find them at, young one!) and this wonderful agent, Kerry Sampson (yes, I'm promoting, she is amazing) who sat us down, asked us questions and brought us straight to the computer and printed out a folder's worth of places to look at tomorrow at 5:00pm. All in Allston, all cheaper than the Allston St. one, and all of them incredibly nice places. :)

Victory, yes, I do taste your sweet nectars.

Tomorrow night we'll have a house figured out, and the day after we'll sign the contract.
AWESOME! :) :)

Also, I'm going to be an extra pair of eyes for Michelle from New England Comics over here in Allston, and she recruited me to dress up as Ms. Marvel, though, I'm going to try and change it to Jamie Hewlett and Alan Martin's Tank Girl.

Anyway, forth with the art, yes?

JAMIE FUCKING HEWLETT.

Jamie Hewlett has always been one of my favorite artists of all time. He's best known for his artwork in the comic book series, Tank Girl, and as the artist for popular band Gorillaz.

Hewlett, Martin, and Phillip Bond started a fanzine, Atomtan, in Worthing, England. Later on, Hewlett and Martin were invited to work on a zine called Deadline in 1988. This is where the lovely Tank Girl was born. They started a comic strip about a girl, with a tank, who wreaked havoc and quite the impression on all of London with her kangaroo-boyfriend, Booga. I won't go super into this, because, believe me, I fucking will. The style of Hewlett can easily be picked up just by giving a quick looksie throughout one issue of Tank Girl. But I do highly recommend spending some good time examining his pictures. Wise-ass comments and obvious labels can be found all over the bloody place, and to be quite honest, it's just really fun to look at. Comic wise, you can still see Hewlett's work pop-up here and there. My good friend, Bill, got me hooked on this comic series Doom Patrol (Grant Morrison, he got me hooked to him, I'll go into it another day) and to my lovely surprise, Hewlett's work makes appearance in one of the issues. It was super fun. I loved it. I highly recommend picking up that series as well. It's demented.

ON TO GORILLAZ! Hewlett's artwork with the band, Gorillaz has a lot more action than more artists would. It could be for the fact that Gorillaz are a "cartoon-band" so his illustrations are literally, the face and members of the band. He and Damon Albarn have created the full lives, personalities, and actions of the band, and have even go as far as write a biography, create a website- which is a 24-hour monitoring of their "home" and lives, and constantly change the events and actions that the band lives.
(Gorillaz.com) The band is made up of (from right to left- HA!) Murdoc, Noodle, 2D, and Russel. I suggest picking up their biography, The Rise of the Ogre, as soon as you get the chance. It's a great coffee table book, but I was also able to read it all the way through and fully enjoy myself. The stories crafted into that book are fantastic, and you start to feel like it's all real. It's super outrageous.

Either way, I love Jamie Hewlett's attitude, sarcasm, wise-ass remarks, and just flat out insanity in his work, and even interviews. I feel like it's defiantly made me the asshole that I am today. Especially with my own work.
Maybe I'll share that garbage with you all one day.
Maybe.


Golly, this was a shitty sort of tibbit on the ol' fellow, maybe I'll get better at this jazz later on.
Next- David Palmer!
Hell yeah!


Toodles!
-CM!

I'm going to the realtormentor tomorrow.

It's going to be one of those moments in my life where I have to be my scary-mother...assertive.

I realized that whenever I'm put into a business situation, I do very well.
I guess that's a good thing, but at the same time it makes me feel sort of grimy.

Bleck.

Anyway, I've found this artist that I like, but to be honest, I know I only enjoy her work because she's COMPLETELY ripping off Jamie Hewlett. And I have, as Maxwell or Alex would call "a raging boner" for Jamie Hewlett. Both for being a nutcase, and for his artwork.
I can honestly say he's one of my favorite artists ever.

Either way, this artist's name is Lora, her work is neat, even when her work looks like it's made for the sake of copying his style and work exactly. I'm not saying this to insult her work, or her, but that's just how it is.
Here's a real crappy example;
The eyes, pencil-work, details like the banana, cigarette, "Boogie Smoke", the sharp, but somewhat dirty feel, and just overall picture made me feel like it was a piece of Hewlett's work, that I just didn't see yet.

















This girl here just blatantly reminds me of Tank girl. Attitude, the objects behind her, outfit, and even hair. That and the addition of her sitting on anything with wheels or an engine, not to mention that these little buggers are usually held with a positive-feeling excitement of adventure and just running around like it's a plaything. I'm not saying any of this is bad, I like them, I said that before. I'm just blown away how similar these are. When I saw them, I had to check the name twice. Haha.

Jamie Hewlett:





I realized that the pictures I was finding online weren't the ones I had in mind at all, and I don't have the ability to scan my books right now. Maybe one day I'll go back to this topic and flood all of your lovely lives with the work of Mr. Hewlett. (Next Issue?!) Either way, the style of Hewlett is no shining star of originality, but he defiantly has his own mark, attitude, and structure.

Either way, I do enjoy Lora's artwork, she has some neat pieces that aren't as heavily influenced by Hewlett, and her graffiti work is real stellar. Her use of the environment around her pieces, and where they are placed are really what make it super rad. I think I would enjoy her stuff a lot more if it felt more like hers. Maybe someday soon she'll figure out a way to stylize her work, so sure, it can still be influenced (seriously, who's work isn't?) but really look like her own style.




SO! I like her, I appreciate her work, but more so when it looks like her own.
I really love the two posted right here.
I think I've decided I'm gong to go more in-depth about Jamie Hewlett, Tank Girl, and Gorillaz next time. Either way, I get to finally talk about new (and old!) artists I've found out about. There will be some catch up on my favorites, but I'll keep it real, don't you worry.

Catch you guys on the flip side.
-CM!

I'm starting a new blog.

Again.
I've gone through three now.
Each of them seem to group together with very specific periods of time in my life.
My first one was on xanga.com, my second on livejournal, and now blogspot, well, now Blogger.
I enjoy the simplicity of this one.
That and this account is a lot more universal and more low maintenance.

SO! Let's start off the new blog with some NEW NEWS! Yippee.
I just finished up my first lovely year at SMFA, Boston, and am finishing up my first lovely year living in good ol' Allston Village (Boston.) I'll be moving down the street to FORT! 2.0 May 7th, leaving my current location at The FORT!. Chris and I will be moving to 2.0, and the rest of the house (Stevius, Bill and Conor...along with non-FORT![house] members, Amelia, Sara, Birdman, Vincenza, Schooney, Joey, and Adam) will be following us to 2.0 in Sept.

It's a lovely place, at some point, I will be inviting you all to see this wondrous house.
Pinky swear.

I can't help but think about bringing up my late friend Chet.
This is a blog, and along with art topics, I am planning to bring up personal topics. I do plan sharing the piece I did for him once I have my speed flash back into my hands. (Lighting; It's one of those things I will always be picking about) I might as well bring it up briefly now;
Chester Wayne Burchett, II. I met him this past Fall, and although not too long ago, we became extremely close friends, extremely fast. I held him in such high regard, and really cherished each moment we shared, even before all of this. He taught me such important things, including, truly believing that I am attractive, and a lovely person, but not because I'm a "nice person", but because I am lovely. Also, he was really the first friend I really had that I felt fully comfortable believing in the things that I do. Pretty much, he made me feel okay that I am faithful, and that feeling of comfort didn't leave when I left his presence.
That was a biggie for me.

Either way, he was an insanely strong figure for me in my life, and a wonderful friend.
On March 1st, 2009, at roughly 3:00pm, he hung himself by his belt.
Life Won't Wait.

I'm still struggling with his absence, and the feeling that I wasn't there for him as much as I should have, but I am also learning that none of us could have stopped him.
Acceptance is a rough path, but I'm trekking it.

I would like to say I would kill to see him again,
but I've learned fully, how horrible it is to lose a person, not just family, but a person that you , yourself, have chosen to be a part of your life...and I couldn't do that to anyone. I couldn't take someone away from people. I'll just have to accept what has happened, and live on from it.

I got my first tattoo for him, something I had been drawing on my palm since maybe as far back as middle school, a small cross. For not only my faith, not in Christianity, not in Judaism, but in just faith itself, and for the comfort in what I believe in for anything in life.
Just for believing with what I believe. And to have Chet close to me. He taught me how to be proud in what I felt about everything, he taught me how to be comfortable in myself. And I will never let that go, I'll never let him go, really.
And I don't want to, and that's okay. :)


Anyway, artwork will be up soon. Pinky swear.
Love, love, craaazzy love,
-CM!