Monday, February 28, 2011
Mormons Don't Like Swearing or Porn, but they like Violent Video Games where people and creatures are killed by guns.
Wait a minute, I retract that statement. Mormons do like swearing and porn. I lived in Utah for eight years, they love that stuff, as long as they don't get caught, hahahahaha.
Christians Aren't Funny
Just an observation. Chuckle humor, sure, but really getting me to laugh? No.
"You Are In MotherFuckin' Denial"
Maybe people can use this blog, and link it to people who are in 'motherfuckin' denial'.
There just seems to be a lot of 'motherfuckin' denial' in this world.
There just seems to be a lot of 'motherfuckin' denial' in this world.
I Am Not Insane, Because I Can Say That I Am Crazy.
If you can not admit you are crazy, you probably are.
Some of the hits you get on your blog might be your own.
Don't be too proud of all the hits you get on your blog unless you've changed the settings not to include hits from yourself.
The advertising is directed not only at the people who may or may not look at your blog, but at you, too.
The advertising is directed not only at the people who may or may not look at your blog, but at you, too.
"My Oldest Brother Drives Me Insane"
I told him I was going to get some coffee, and he said, "Bon Appetit", thus wishing me to enjoy my meal.
I did not say I was going to have a meal, so why should he wish me to enjoy it?
Maybe he was just being nice, and was hoping that I would understand that he wanted me to enjoy whatever I was doing.
Maybe, he is illiterate in both English and French.
So this is how I started my Monday, and my week, with a g-mail chat with him. Same old thing, same avenues of thought.
He wants me to learn 'Final Cut Pro' when 'Windows Movie Maker' works just fine for my purposes. He wants me to make $50 an hour.
I don't see why he doesn't use 'Final Cut Pro' to make $50 an hour.
I always feel like he is trying to push something onto me, which all I can think of, is the projection of his ego onto me, in order to validate what he is doing.
I ended up drinking a lot of coffee today, getting really tweeked. Then I smoked a lot of cigarettes.
I was thinking today how I needed a therapist, someone to talk to once a week, about anything that came to mind.
I attended my evening yoga class. My teacher asked me if I had been doing my homework, of 'two sun salutations a day'.
I said, 'To be honest, no.'
'How long have we known each other?'
'Two and a half years.'
'That's a long time, but who's counting?'
She was cool, for at least I was honest. I felt guilty and bad for not doing my homework, though.
'Thank you,' she said after class.
'For being honest?'
Laughing, she said 'yes'.
My halfling druid reached level 25 today. I paid my internet bill. I saw a blond girl with huge cans in a white t-shirt, and she was a delight to behold.
I look at a lot of women. I can't love just one, that is impossible.
Generally, I feel better now. I got some food in me, and the yoga class helped me to relax.
Oh yeah, here is the comic strip I made right after I chatted with my brother on gmail.
What a day. There is more to tell, but I have said too much.
The words flow out, and I can't think of how I'm supposed to react to someone who I think is crazy. Maybe it is better if I don't talk to him. I've been fine lately, just going about my business. I don't need him to tell me what I need, or don't need. It's all about him anyway.
I am not a psychologist, or a therapist. I am not a psycho-analyst,either. So, I don't know what to say or do.
Does he have ADD? Does my other brother have ADD? I don't know, I'm not a doctor. My best guess is if you get twenty to forty minutes of exercise a day, and don't eat McDonald's, and don't drink soda, and don't live a sedentary life-style that you will probably have a little less Attention Deficit Disorder.
All this shit drives me crazy, because then ADD becomes an excuse for everything.
I would guess that people in my family aren't the best for taking 'personal responsibility for things'. I am no exception.
So, basically, I am having problems today trying to think all this shit out. I can't do it. I can't even understand how I am supposed to react when confronted with craziness.
I just try and chill out, and kick back, and get away from it.
Women drive me insane, too, but in another way. They are beautiful to me. Nothing wrong with that. I just like to draw them, and look at them. They are pleasing to my eyes, especially after seeing a bunch of naked guys in the locker room at the gym, and that is not a pretty sight. Just based on what I saw today, I can honestly say, 'Yeah, we evolved from apes.'
I did not say I was going to have a meal, so why should he wish me to enjoy it?
Maybe he was just being nice, and was hoping that I would understand that he wanted me to enjoy whatever I was doing.
Maybe, he is illiterate in both English and French.
So this is how I started my Monday, and my week, with a g-mail chat with him. Same old thing, same avenues of thought.
He wants me to learn 'Final Cut Pro' when 'Windows Movie Maker' works just fine for my purposes. He wants me to make $50 an hour.
I don't see why he doesn't use 'Final Cut Pro' to make $50 an hour.
I always feel like he is trying to push something onto me, which all I can think of, is the projection of his ego onto me, in order to validate what he is doing.
I ended up drinking a lot of coffee today, getting really tweeked. Then I smoked a lot of cigarettes.
I was thinking today how I needed a therapist, someone to talk to once a week, about anything that came to mind.
I attended my evening yoga class. My teacher asked me if I had been doing my homework, of 'two sun salutations a day'.
I said, 'To be honest, no.'
'How long have we known each other?'
'Two and a half years.'
'That's a long time, but who's counting?'
She was cool, for at least I was honest. I felt guilty and bad for not doing my homework, though.
'Thank you,' she said after class.
'For being honest?'
Laughing, she said 'yes'.
My halfling druid reached level 25 today. I paid my internet bill. I saw a blond girl with huge cans in a white t-shirt, and she was a delight to behold.
I look at a lot of women. I can't love just one, that is impossible.
Generally, I feel better now. I got some food in me, and the yoga class helped me to relax.
What a day. There is more to tell, but I have said too much.
The words flow out, and I can't think of how I'm supposed to react to someone who I think is crazy. Maybe it is better if I don't talk to him. I've been fine lately, just going about my business. I don't need him to tell me what I need, or don't need. It's all about him anyway.
I am not a psychologist, or a therapist. I am not a psycho-analyst,either. So, I don't know what to say or do.
Does he have ADD? Does my other brother have ADD? I don't know, I'm not a doctor. My best guess is if you get twenty to forty minutes of exercise a day, and don't eat McDonald's, and don't drink soda, and don't live a sedentary life-style that you will probably have a little less Attention Deficit Disorder.
All this shit drives me crazy, because then ADD becomes an excuse for everything.
I would guess that people in my family aren't the best for taking 'personal responsibility for things'. I am no exception.
So, basically, I am having problems today trying to think all this shit out. I can't do it. I can't even understand how I am supposed to react when confronted with craziness.
I just try and chill out, and kick back, and get away from it.
Women drive me insane, too, but in another way. They are beautiful to me. Nothing wrong with that. I just like to draw them, and look at them. They are pleasing to my eyes, especially after seeing a bunch of naked guys in the locker room at the gym, and that is not a pretty sight. Just based on what I saw today, I can honestly say, 'Yeah, we evolved from apes.'
Bush Dick Vagina Boobs Tits Naked Nude Women Girls Sex
Today's buzz words that I am sure a lot of people search for on the internet.
Bush and Dick also refer to some people who used to be in The White House that I am not too fond of.
Bush and Dick also refer to some people who used to be in The White House that I am not too fond of.
Naked Pictures of Jennifer Aniston
If you are looking for naked pictures of Jennifer Aniston, I don't have any. Maybe you should find something better to do with your time, like putting away your portable electronic device, and reading a book, or something.
Bon Appetit
"I'm going to the coffee shop to get some coffee."
"Bon Appetit", he said to me.
I don't know why he told me to enjoy my meal, when I just said that I was going for coffee.
"Bon Appetit", he said to me.
I don't know why he told me to enjoy my meal, when I just said that I was going for coffee.
Painting of The Fat Zombie Guy from 'Plan 9', Stormtrooper, Magic, and Other Stuff
I might as well start with this image. It is my painting of the fat guy zombie from 'Plan 9 From Outer Space', a horrific movie. I have it on VHS. It is a hideous piece of crap as a movie. Real hard to watch. There is a good movie in there, if it was edited, it would be more tolerable. Just the Christian agenda part makes me more disturbed than any other part of the movie. The film was funded by a church, so, just how that goes. Anyway, all the information about this movie is on Wikipedia, and I'm sure most people have seen 'Ed Wood' with Johnny Depp, so you can watch that, too.
The painting isn't exactly done, but it is good enough to put in my next art show. It gets the point across, which is all I care about.
Small details on a painting can take just as long to put in as the first 90% of a painting.
Here is a good picture of a Stormtrooper that I got from the web. I needed a good photo for my Stormtrooper painting, and this is a great one. It shows all the detail of the helmet and armor that I needed. I like this photo so much, I might make a painting of this.
So, these two pictures represent where my head is at right now. I just got home from playing 'Magic The Gathering' with friends. It is indeed a 'gathering of minds'. We have fun playing cards and talking smack. We get our laughs in, and have a drink or two. It is good times. We've been doing that every Sunday for three years. Nice to get out of 'the house' and be social for a little while. Good to have some kind of consistency in life that is scheduled. I find it has a grounding effect. Also, it is a nice way to end the week, and to start a new one.
We avoided the piano player tonight, which was good. Hard to play a nice, quiet game of cards when you got a piano pounding in your ears three feet away.
Anyway, it was a good night, I got in a couple of wins, and some losses, too.
So, my dream is to be a full-time working artist. I figure if I write it down enough times, that the chances of it actually happening are increased.
I make a lot of videos and put them on youtube. I figure if I make enough content and put it out there, eventually someone will notice my work.
I am looking for a job, but I don't know exactly what I want to do to make money. The art business hasn't exactly worked out for me so far, but I got to keep trying, and I will. There is nothing else I want to do except paint pictures, and play some video games along the way.
Wish me luck, please. Thanks.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Two in The Afternoon on a Saturday in February
Wow, I broke 1000 hits on my blog. That is good news. It is amazing, actually. The truth be told, my friend told me that bots do clicks on blogs, so it is hard to say if real people are reading the entries, or if it is just some automated system. You never know who reads your content. They certainly don't respond with comments. So if I actually have had 1000 people look at this blog, not one person has left a comment, so that is how that goes.
I love the idea of blogging, though. Instant publishing, it is great. That is incredible that we live in a day and age where we can do that.
Also incredible is that someone like me can get a thousand hits.
Basically, I am a pretty unpopular person, and I always have been. Just how it goes. I'm usually busy, and absorbed in my own thoughts, so I'm not the funnest person to hang out with, unless I am in a good mood. I'm working on my art all the time, so that is what I am usually consumed with.
Anyway, I've been thinking about how my family drives me insane, or that they are crazy, and then it makes me wonder if I am completely off my rocker. One thing that might prove that I am not normal, is I actually want to be a full-time working artist, making a living off of my art. Most people in The United States of America don't really give a shit about art, so my chances of making a living doing that is really slim. Unless I work for some company or something, I don't think my chances are really all that good. So, regardless, I have to keep trying, because art is what I do. I love to make art everyday. It is what I went to school for. I am trained.
I'm at 41,000 hits on youtube for my davidlovins67 channel. I am really happy about that. Surprisingly, I am approaching 400 hits a day. That is great. My old channel kirkindysolospock the last time I checked had 270,000 hits. Wow, my videos have accounted for at least 310,000 hits. That is a lot.
Of course, no one cares how many hits anyone gets on youtube, but that is not true. You just aren't supposed to show that you care, because that would be geeky. You aren't supposed to gloat about how many hits you get, but I am proud of all my hits. I put a lot of work and time into those videos, so fuck it. Besides, it is the only thing I've got going in my life. It is about the only chance I have of getting myself, my voice, and my art out there into the world. And as you know, each hit translates into cash eventually if you get enough advertising supporting you. So it is in my interest to develop a 'David Lovins' brand. It is the only chance I have of surviving in this world. To be honest, no one is rushing to buy my art, so I don't know how people expect me to live.
Actually, my art videos aren't the ones getting hits. My 'Clone Wars Adventures Online' videos are the ones getting hits to be honest. There are a lot of good kids on that game, and they watch my videos on youtube, and add me as a friend in the game. It is cool. Dirk Wampaflash is more famous as a video game toon than I am as an artist. All I can do is laugh. Just how it goes. But maybe over time people will appreciate my art, as soon as I can finish it.
I want to talk about my older brothers, but I don't know if they would like it, so what is the point? I can't mention their names. Oh no, I mentioned that I have older brothers. They might not like that, either. Yes, I should refrain about talking about them. It's all just a bunch of bullshit. I don't care if they talk about me.
I know someone who writes a blog, but that person wants to remain anonymous, so that is no fun for me to talk about that person, or promote the blog. I don't agree with some of the person's ideas about things. I don't even feel that I can tell that person that I don't agree, because it would amount to no good. That person has a right to think and believe and write anything that person wants. Eventually someone will notice what he writes, and might not be too happy, but that isn't my problem. I should let it all happen. It is none of my business.
Amazing that I have to edit myself on my own blog, because I am worried about what people will think that I know. They don't even read my fucking blog, so I don't know why I should give a fuck.
Some friend of mine asked what my blog address is, so if you are reading this, 'hi'. You are a lovely person. I admire you. I don't think I'll ever be a yoga person. I'm an artist. Just how it is.
Yes, I still do yoga four times a week. I cut down, I wasn't getting my art done. Some teachers are better than others, so it isn't worth it to attend every class that is available. I wouldn't mind trying out some new teachers at this point. That might be fun and interesting.
I like yoga women. They are rad. That is one of the primary reasons why I like yoga. I like the women. It gives me ideas about art. I like bodies in space. I used to do some modern dance, and I did that for the same reasons. It's good for my art, and I can't sit still all day doing art, I have to move. It's good for me.
I should do some sun salutations today. I have so much crap in my studio, especially with getting ready for my next show, that shit is everywhere. Just how it goes.
Why am I writing this blog? I don't know. It helps me think, and I don't care if people see what is going on in my head. It is harmless, and by the time I am finished writing this blog, I'll have a whole new set of thoughts in my head.
Let's see...today I have to pay my internet bill, and I might as well go to the gym for a refresh with a shower and steam room. That always makes me feel good, and clears my mind. Then I like to get coffee, so I turn it into a whole adventure. That sets it up so I can have a creative time for the rest of the day.
I am a big Howard Stern fan, and that doesn't mesh too well with either my art, or my yoga, but the show makes me laugh, so maybe it has everything to do with it.
I am not in love with anyone, I just love women. I love to look at them and draw them. I'm not one to be chatty. I'd rather just look at them, and admire from a far. If any woman likes me, she will let me know, but because of their passive nature, or maybe mine, nothing happens, and maybe that is a good thing. I can't give a woman all that she wants, so there is no point in going into it. A woman wants security for the future, and I don't even have that for myself. I certainly don't have a good chill-out pad, so there is not even a point of bringing chicks over anymore. No room for them. Plus, there are other problems about my living situation, but that is just how it is. It is alright for me, I love living here. It just isn't all that cool for guests.
I just thought of Jeremy Olsen, my friend from art school. He was here three months before he died. I don't even know what he died of. When he was here, we shot the shit, and talked. He was a nice guy. I am sorry he is gone. He smoked some pot while he was here. I'm not crazy about pot, it doesn't do much for me. I'd rather sip on coffee and smoke a cigarette, or a beer than smoke pot. It affects each person differently, so that is how it affects me. I just don't like the feeling pot gives me. It stays in my system, I can feel it. I don't like it. It fucks me up. It certainly doesn't help with my breathing, and it makes me cough, and that is no fun. So fuck pot. Once in a while it is okay. But if there is a hot chick smoking pot, I would smoke it with her, no problem.
I heard on Stern when he was interviewing Jeff Conaway from 'Taxi', that Jeff was doing drugs with about eight women, and he was the only guy around, and they all got wasted, and he fucked and did stuff with all eight of the women. Amazing. Lucky bastard. You have to do a lot of drugs to get into that situation, so that is why that stuff never happens to me. Drugs and alcohol do lead to sex, so that is why people do that stuff. No one fucks when they are sober. Well, they do, but to get laid from my point of view, it helps if there is booze around. When I am at a certain amount of tipsiness, girls like me better when I am at that point. I am more accessible. Just how it goes. Most of the time, I am closed off to the world, and I am no fun.
Why am I writing all this shit? I don't know. Just something to do, as I prepare to do my chores out in the real world. Going to at & t is not my favorite thing to do. I need to juice up with a lot of caffeine before I can even begin to deal with it.
I have jury duty this upcoming week, so I'll do what I have to for that. I have no problems serving. A jury saved my ass, so whether they did or not, it is my duty to serve. My experience with the legal system definitely made me rethink how I felt about doing jury service. Anyway, serve on a jury, and be glad about it. You never know what can happen in this life. A jury may save your ass someday.
I really have to go. It is about time. Let's see if there are any pictures to put up...
Here is my Portable PlayStation One that still works like a dream. I put it next to my computer recently, and I am really happy I did. I can play the games I never get around to, and make videos off of the small flat screen. It is really cool.
One of my brothers and I figured out that I will have to get a small flat screen tv for my PS2, so I can make videos from those games, too. That will be fun.
I really like making video game videos. It is enjoyable for me. I like talking smack over the games, I have a good time.
Well, I'm going to take off. Hope you enjoyed this blog, if indeed, you are human, and not a bot.
I love the idea of blogging, though. Instant publishing, it is great. That is incredible that we live in a day and age where we can do that.
Also incredible is that someone like me can get a thousand hits.
Basically, I am a pretty unpopular person, and I always have been. Just how it goes. I'm usually busy, and absorbed in my own thoughts, so I'm not the funnest person to hang out with, unless I am in a good mood. I'm working on my art all the time, so that is what I am usually consumed with.
Anyway, I've been thinking about how my family drives me insane, or that they are crazy, and then it makes me wonder if I am completely off my rocker. One thing that might prove that I am not normal, is I actually want to be a full-time working artist, making a living off of my art. Most people in The United States of America don't really give a shit about art, so my chances of making a living doing that is really slim. Unless I work for some company or something, I don't think my chances are really all that good. So, regardless, I have to keep trying, because art is what I do. I love to make art everyday. It is what I went to school for. I am trained.
I'm at 41,000 hits on youtube for my davidlovins67 channel. I am really happy about that. Surprisingly, I am approaching 400 hits a day. That is great. My old channel kirkindysolospock the last time I checked had 270,000 hits. Wow, my videos have accounted for at least 310,000 hits. That is a lot.
Of course, no one cares how many hits anyone gets on youtube, but that is not true. You just aren't supposed to show that you care, because that would be geeky. You aren't supposed to gloat about how many hits you get, but I am proud of all my hits. I put a lot of work and time into those videos, so fuck it. Besides, it is the only thing I've got going in my life. It is about the only chance I have of getting myself, my voice, and my art out there into the world. And as you know, each hit translates into cash eventually if you get enough advertising supporting you. So it is in my interest to develop a 'David Lovins' brand. It is the only chance I have of surviving in this world. To be honest, no one is rushing to buy my art, so I don't know how people expect me to live.
Actually, my art videos aren't the ones getting hits. My 'Clone Wars Adventures Online' videos are the ones getting hits to be honest. There are a lot of good kids on that game, and they watch my videos on youtube, and add me as a friend in the game. It is cool. Dirk Wampaflash is more famous as a video game toon than I am as an artist. All I can do is laugh. Just how it goes. But maybe over time people will appreciate my art, as soon as I can finish it.
I want to talk about my older brothers, but I don't know if they would like it, so what is the point? I can't mention their names. Oh no, I mentioned that I have older brothers. They might not like that, either. Yes, I should refrain about talking about them. It's all just a bunch of bullshit. I don't care if they talk about me.
I know someone who writes a blog, but that person wants to remain anonymous, so that is no fun for me to talk about that person, or promote the blog. I don't agree with some of the person's ideas about things. I don't even feel that I can tell that person that I don't agree, because it would amount to no good. That person has a right to think and believe and write anything that person wants. Eventually someone will notice what he writes, and might not be too happy, but that isn't my problem. I should let it all happen. It is none of my business.
Amazing that I have to edit myself on my own blog, because I am worried about what people will think that I know. They don't even read my fucking blog, so I don't know why I should give a fuck.
Some friend of mine asked what my blog address is, so if you are reading this, 'hi'. You are a lovely person. I admire you. I don't think I'll ever be a yoga person. I'm an artist. Just how it is.
Yes, I still do yoga four times a week. I cut down, I wasn't getting my art done. Some teachers are better than others, so it isn't worth it to attend every class that is available. I wouldn't mind trying out some new teachers at this point. That might be fun and interesting.
I like yoga women. They are rad. That is one of the primary reasons why I like yoga. I like the women. It gives me ideas about art. I like bodies in space. I used to do some modern dance, and I did that for the same reasons. It's good for my art, and I can't sit still all day doing art, I have to move. It's good for me.
I should do some sun salutations today. I have so much crap in my studio, especially with getting ready for my next show, that shit is everywhere. Just how it goes.
Why am I writing this blog? I don't know. It helps me think, and I don't care if people see what is going on in my head. It is harmless, and by the time I am finished writing this blog, I'll have a whole new set of thoughts in my head.
Let's see...today I have to pay my internet bill, and I might as well go to the gym for a refresh with a shower and steam room. That always makes me feel good, and clears my mind. Then I like to get coffee, so I turn it into a whole adventure. That sets it up so I can have a creative time for the rest of the day.
I am a big Howard Stern fan, and that doesn't mesh too well with either my art, or my yoga, but the show makes me laugh, so maybe it has everything to do with it.
I am not in love with anyone, I just love women. I love to look at them and draw them. I'm not one to be chatty. I'd rather just look at them, and admire from a far. If any woman likes me, she will let me know, but because of their passive nature, or maybe mine, nothing happens, and maybe that is a good thing. I can't give a woman all that she wants, so there is no point in going into it. A woman wants security for the future, and I don't even have that for myself. I certainly don't have a good chill-out pad, so there is not even a point of bringing chicks over anymore. No room for them. Plus, there are other problems about my living situation, but that is just how it is. It is alright for me, I love living here. It just isn't all that cool for guests.
I just thought of Jeremy Olsen, my friend from art school. He was here three months before he died. I don't even know what he died of. When he was here, we shot the shit, and talked. He was a nice guy. I am sorry he is gone. He smoked some pot while he was here. I'm not crazy about pot, it doesn't do much for me. I'd rather sip on coffee and smoke a cigarette, or a beer than smoke pot. It affects each person differently, so that is how it affects me. I just don't like the feeling pot gives me. It stays in my system, I can feel it. I don't like it. It fucks me up. It certainly doesn't help with my breathing, and it makes me cough, and that is no fun. So fuck pot. Once in a while it is okay. But if there is a hot chick smoking pot, I would smoke it with her, no problem.
I heard on Stern when he was interviewing Jeff Conaway from 'Taxi', that Jeff was doing drugs with about eight women, and he was the only guy around, and they all got wasted, and he fucked and did stuff with all eight of the women. Amazing. Lucky bastard. You have to do a lot of drugs to get into that situation, so that is why that stuff never happens to me. Drugs and alcohol do lead to sex, so that is why people do that stuff. No one fucks when they are sober. Well, they do, but to get laid from my point of view, it helps if there is booze around. When I am at a certain amount of tipsiness, girls like me better when I am at that point. I am more accessible. Just how it goes. Most of the time, I am closed off to the world, and I am no fun.
Why am I writing all this shit? I don't know. Just something to do, as I prepare to do my chores out in the real world. Going to at & t is not my favorite thing to do. I need to juice up with a lot of caffeine before I can even begin to deal with it.
I have jury duty this upcoming week, so I'll do what I have to for that. I have no problems serving. A jury saved my ass, so whether they did or not, it is my duty to serve. My experience with the legal system definitely made me rethink how I felt about doing jury service. Anyway, serve on a jury, and be glad about it. You never know what can happen in this life. A jury may save your ass someday.
I really have to go. It is about time. Let's see if there are any pictures to put up...
Here is my Portable PlayStation One that still works like a dream. I put it next to my computer recently, and I am really happy I did. I can play the games I never get around to, and make videos off of the small flat screen. It is really cool.
One of my brothers and I figured out that I will have to get a small flat screen tv for my PS2, so I can make videos from those games, too. That will be fun.
I really like making video game videos. It is enjoyable for me. I like talking smack over the games, I have a good time.
Well, I'm going to take off. Hope you enjoyed this blog, if indeed, you are human, and not a bot.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
10 a.m., Sunday Morning
Good Morning. It is Sunday. I just woke up. I slept well.
I can never get enough done on any given day. Eventually, I have to sleep. It sucks. But today is a brand new day, and there is much to do.
I love being an artist. There is always so much to do.
I just listened to Howard Stern on youtube. Ralph had a threesome with Sandra Bernhard and her girlfriend. He gave Sandra head, and fucked her girlfriend. Sounds like fun. I'm completely jealous of Ralph for that, if the story is true. Goddammit, I got to get me some of that.
I recorded myself playing 'Tower of Druaga', so I get to make a video of that, which will be fun. I love making arcade game videos. It is a blast.
I need to get to the coffee shop, and get caffeined up.
I guess I need to make this blog appealing to women, because they like to read more then men. Women love words. I won't cater to anyone, though. I'd rather just be myself. People will either like what I write, or not. Nothing I can do about that.
Well, it's going to be a good day.
I think a lot of women would be shocked if they actually really knew what goes on in men's minds. I think men want to have multiple sex partners all the time, and they are not inclined as an animal to just fuck one woman.
I've never been married. I know I would be miserable within about five minutes. So why bother? I don't need to get married and divorced to find out that I'd rather be alone and do my own thing. I don't need someone on my ass telling me what I can and can not do at any given point of the day.
I've been reading 'The Orange Wizard' blog. Okay, so Bill Maher is the Anti-Christ...okay, gotcha. I like Bill Maher, though. I think he is funny, and intelligent. It seems that The Orange Wizard hates gays, but in my opinion, god loves all his children.
Anyway, yeah, yeah, soda is a killer. Okay, then don't drink the shit. No one forces you to drink soda. To me, it is just liquid candy, and not very good for you. It's not like anyone is holding a gun to your head to drink a Coke or a Pepsi.
I'll be back after this commercial break, which translates into, "I gotta take a dump."
Okay, anyway, so it is time to go to the coffee shop, and do some writing and drawing. I would like to make a comic strip called, 'The Sexual Exploits of the Fantastic Four', but I can't really put the version I want to do on youtube. That would be something for this blog.
I'm going to have to make my own website, where I can do what the fuck I want, and have it be 18 and over. I'm tired of children saying what I can or can not do. It's not even them that are saying it, it's the goddamn parents who want to protect their children, but to me, it is all about control. Anyway, fuck it all, I'm going to have a good time.
Laters.
I can never get enough done on any given day. Eventually, I have to sleep. It sucks. But today is a brand new day, and there is much to do.
I love being an artist. There is always so much to do.
I just listened to Howard Stern on youtube. Ralph had a threesome with Sandra Bernhard and her girlfriend. He gave Sandra head, and fucked her girlfriend. Sounds like fun. I'm completely jealous of Ralph for that, if the story is true. Goddammit, I got to get me some of that.
I recorded myself playing 'Tower of Druaga', so I get to make a video of that, which will be fun. I love making arcade game videos. It is a blast.
I need to get to the coffee shop, and get caffeined up.
I guess I need to make this blog appealing to women, because they like to read more then men. Women love words. I won't cater to anyone, though. I'd rather just be myself. People will either like what I write, or not. Nothing I can do about that.
Well, it's going to be a good day.
I think a lot of women would be shocked if they actually really knew what goes on in men's minds. I think men want to have multiple sex partners all the time, and they are not inclined as an animal to just fuck one woman.
I've never been married. I know I would be miserable within about five minutes. So why bother? I don't need to get married and divorced to find out that I'd rather be alone and do my own thing. I don't need someone on my ass telling me what I can and can not do at any given point of the day.
I've been reading 'The Orange Wizard' blog. Okay, so Bill Maher is the Anti-Christ...okay, gotcha. I like Bill Maher, though. I think he is funny, and intelligent. It seems that The Orange Wizard hates gays, but in my opinion, god loves all his children.
Anyway, yeah, yeah, soda is a killer. Okay, then don't drink the shit. No one forces you to drink soda. To me, it is just liquid candy, and not very good for you. It's not like anyone is holding a gun to your head to drink a Coke or a Pepsi.
I'll be back after this commercial break, which translates into, "I gotta take a dump."
Okay, anyway, so it is time to go to the coffee shop, and do some writing and drawing. I would like to make a comic strip called, 'The Sexual Exploits of the Fantastic Four', but I can't really put the version I want to do on youtube. That would be something for this blog.
I'm going to have to make my own website, where I can do what the fuck I want, and have it be 18 and over. I'm tired of children saying what I can or can not do. It's not even them that are saying it, it's the goddamn parents who want to protect their children, but to me, it is all about control. Anyway, fuck it all, I'm going to have a good time.
Laters.
david, age 6 - a comic book page about 'Dracula' and other stuff
Here is the first of four panels.
Here is the second.
Here is the third.
Here is some narration in the fourth panel.
Finally, here is the final image of the comic book page I did today.
Well, 'david, age 6' is a comic strip that I started at Vesuvio in North Beach one night, just thinking about my childhood, and 'Calvin & Hobbes', and my friend 'James The Comic Book Guy' liked it. He showed it around to some of his friends, and they seemed to enjoy it.
Basically, I do comic book work once in a while. It is not the main thrust of my art. I like painting a lot more, generally. However, I grew up on comics, and it will always be a part of me.
I have had no commercial success whatsoever in the comic book field. I can't seem to get started business wise. It is hard, and there is a lot of competition. In addition, to be really good at comics, it requires commitment and time. Plus, you have to be funny, and draw really damn good, and take the time with the inking.
Anyway, at this point, if people like this strip, I will keep doing it. There has to be a response, otherwise for me, what is the point? Especially if I am not being paid, there is no point. Comic book work is hard work. It is fun, I have to admit, drawing comics in a cafe, while it rains outside. That is a real nice experience, especially when you are drawing at the cafe with a friend like I did today.
Out of the blue, 'Comic Book James' showed up, so we had a comic book jam-out session. We had a good time, and got a lot done. He wants to make it happen for his comics, and for people that he wants to promote, and that is really cool.
So we had a productive session.
I made the video of this strip afterwards, and it is on youtube. In fact, I made two videos. One just is the strip, then the second one has the strip, and some additional talk. I have found that I like to blab away on videos. It is a blast to be able to say whatever I want.
So, this is the work I did today. I don't know if anything will come of it, I have no idea. All I can do is just throw things into the world, and see if any fish bite.
I hope to get paid for something I do soon. Otherwise, it really does look like I'll have to get some job doing something I wasn't cut out for. I don't know what will happen. It is not an easy world to survive in. I'm not having the easiest time.
I wish I had a paypal button on this blog, and people could just send me money, that would be cool.
I have no problem with accepting any kind of money or grant to help further my art career.
I actually need help.
I need a therapist, too. Maybe a counselor, or a mentor. I am not sure what I need.
All I know is I love to make art, and I produce every day, but mostly the result I achieve is apathy for my work.
All I can do is laugh at that point, and have a good time, and make even more art, whether anyone cares or not. Not much else I can do, that I know of, at this point.
Thanks for reading. I like writing blogs, too. It is fun. Now if I could make myself pick up that guitar....
Friday, February 18, 2011
No One Gives A Shit About What I Do, So Why Should I Care? I Don't Know. Maybe I Am Depressed, Maybe Not.
Hey there, I just got back from the cafe. It is cold outside. Long title for this blog, eh? I figure since no one gives a fuck about what I do, that it really doesn't matter what I say or do, because it doesn't matter anyway. Maybe I need a therapist or a shrink, I don't know.
I was jealous of my friend next door as a kid, because he got to go to a psychologist when he was a kid, and have someone to talk to, and have someone listen to him, but I never had anyone interested in me. No one talked to me growing up much, I was really alone, so I spent a lot of time alone. Now I like it, but I went through some lonely times, but everyone does, so it is not a big deal.
Anyway, all I want to do is turn on the PlayStation One and play some Pac Man and make a video. That sounds like fun. Namco Museum Volume 3. It has Ms. Pac Man and Galaxians on it.
I just looked on youtube. They already have complete Namco Museum videos, so there is no point in making a video of it, unless I do something with it, like put in an audio track of me talking.
My computer has a little lag, sometimes it is good to log out, and clear it all out. Sometimes programs get stuck. Google Talk usually does that after a make a phone call, and I don't use the program for a while.
Fuck, it is stop and go traffic trying to write this entry. The cursor keeps getting stuck.
Anyway, I was at the cafe, listening to these two women talk for over an hour. I don't know how they breathed, they were talking so much. Maybe they were making themselves high due to lack of oxygen, and it gave them a buzz. Maybe it was some A.A. thing. People from A.A. meet at the cafe, and give therapy.
Fuck, I don't even know what I am doing today. If I had gone to yoga, I would have been done with it by now, and I'd be feeling all good and stretched out, and all limber, but instead I feel all closed off and tight. Happens.
It is a monumental event that I have The PS1 on. I have not turned it on in over six months. It works fine. :)
I think I am high on caffeine and nicotine right now. It feels good. I like it.
I just want to paint today.
I saw some cute girls at the cafe, even though I really was not into looking at girls today, but then a girl in black stretch pants bent over right in front of me. That made me notice. Damn, I love when women bend over, and their ass cheeks spread, and it has a physiological effect on me. I can't help it. I feel what happens to their bodies physically as they bend over, and I get the slightest little yearning to do something about it. It makes me feel alive, and gets my blood pumping about being alive, and being on the look-out for trim.
Haha. Yes, I listen to a lot of Howard Stern, but when I was in school, all the guys talked a lot of shit. It was funny at times.
Yeah, maybe I need a therapist, I don't know. Just someone to talk to, who can listen to me. Problem is, I have to pay someone.
I am all fucked up today.
I played Ms. Pac Man. That was fun, I haven't done that in a while. I can still play, though the ps controller isn't the same as a joystick, but it is close enough. Hell, to have real video games available at home is still amazing to me in a way. We had Atari 2600 growing up, and that sucked after a while, but it was all we had. It was all anybody had.
Now the band is playing which ruins my video, because their crap music will get into it. Damn, that bass player needs some lessons. I think it is a girl playing, it's gotta be. Just terrible bass lines and bad playing. It is almost unbelievable how bad she is considering how long she's been playing, as if there is no intelligence there, and no effort to improve on her instrument.
Damn, I need to piss.
Well, I played my Ms. Pac Man game. A ten minute video. That is a long one. Damn. I wonder if I should go through with making the video of that. Maybe I should.
I was jealous of my friend next door as a kid, because he got to go to a psychologist when he was a kid, and have someone to talk to, and have someone listen to him, but I never had anyone interested in me. No one talked to me growing up much, I was really alone, so I spent a lot of time alone. Now I like it, but I went through some lonely times, but everyone does, so it is not a big deal.
Anyway, all I want to do is turn on the PlayStation One and play some Pac Man and make a video. That sounds like fun. Namco Museum Volume 3. It has Ms. Pac Man and Galaxians on it.
I just looked on youtube. They already have complete Namco Museum videos, so there is no point in making a video of it, unless I do something with it, like put in an audio track of me talking.
My computer has a little lag, sometimes it is good to log out, and clear it all out. Sometimes programs get stuck. Google Talk usually does that after a make a phone call, and I don't use the program for a while.
Fuck, it is stop and go traffic trying to write this entry. The cursor keeps getting stuck.
Anyway, I was at the cafe, listening to these two women talk for over an hour. I don't know how they breathed, they were talking so much. Maybe they were making themselves high due to lack of oxygen, and it gave them a buzz. Maybe it was some A.A. thing. People from A.A. meet at the cafe, and give therapy.
Fuck, I don't even know what I am doing today. If I had gone to yoga, I would have been done with it by now, and I'd be feeling all good and stretched out, and all limber, but instead I feel all closed off and tight. Happens.
It is a monumental event that I have The PS1 on. I have not turned it on in over six months. It works fine. :)
I think I am high on caffeine and nicotine right now. It feels good. I like it.
I just want to paint today.
I saw some cute girls at the cafe, even though I really was not into looking at girls today, but then a girl in black stretch pants bent over right in front of me. That made me notice. Damn, I love when women bend over, and their ass cheeks spread, and it has a physiological effect on me. I can't help it. I feel what happens to their bodies physically as they bend over, and I get the slightest little yearning to do something about it. It makes me feel alive, and gets my blood pumping about being alive, and being on the look-out for trim.
Haha. Yes, I listen to a lot of Howard Stern, but when I was in school, all the guys talked a lot of shit. It was funny at times.
Yeah, maybe I need a therapist, I don't know. Just someone to talk to, who can listen to me. Problem is, I have to pay someone.
I am all fucked up today.
I played Ms. Pac Man. That was fun, I haven't done that in a while. I can still play, though the ps controller isn't the same as a joystick, but it is close enough. Hell, to have real video games available at home is still amazing to me in a way. We had Atari 2600 growing up, and that sucked after a while, but it was all we had. It was all anybody had.
Now the band is playing which ruins my video, because their crap music will get into it. Damn, that bass player needs some lessons. I think it is a girl playing, it's gotta be. Just terrible bass lines and bad playing. It is almost unbelievable how bad she is considering how long she's been playing, as if there is no intelligence there, and no effort to improve on her instrument.
Damn, I need to piss.
Well, I played my Ms. Pac Man game. A ten minute video. That is a long one. Damn. I wonder if I should go through with making the video of that. Maybe I should.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
David Lovins 67 - KDAV Radio - Text Edition
Hi, welcome to KDAV Radio. It is my show on youtube that I do once in a while, but to me, writing it is the same as broadcasting it. My brain works better in text form sometimes. The words don't always come out easily for me, then there is the question of, 'Who in the hell wants to listen to me talk?' No one, at least not many. I don't even want to listen to myself talk. I sound like a fucking retard. Most people sound dumb when they open their mouths, unless it really is about something, or there is a sense of urgency.
I'll be back after this commercial break.
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Okay, I'm back. Nature called. I'm sure that is more information than you need to know, but since no one reads my blog, what do I care? Haha.
Anyway, I had a good yoga class. The teacher is a chill chick. She is really mellow, and I like being in her class, because it is really relaxed.
She looks great. I was looking at her legs and thighs, and she was looking really good in a way that indicated strength, muscle tone, and health.
She is a little out there, kind of in a space cadet way, but she is a good yoga teacher. I really do like her class. She knows what she is doing when it comes to yoga.
There are lots of yoga people in San Francisco, and they all look great. Their bodies look really good, and they have life in their face. It's much better than being a lard-ass in Utah or Michigan watching television all day.
Anyway, there was some other cute girl in class, but I tried not to stare to be polite.
Then there is this woman I like because she just seems like a nice lady. She revealed today she used to do circus performing. That is really cool. She always wears low-cut tops, though, and it drives me insane. I can't help but notice what is hanging. Her breasts look pretty to me. I've never spoken to her, she would probably be in horror that I was writing about her, but I don't even know her name. It doesn't matter, I don't go to the YMCA for socializing.
Some people do go there for socializing, though. The Men's Locker Room I hear lots of conversations, and I would rather not listen to what people talk about in there. At least in high school, the locker room talk was pretty goddamn funny. At the YMCA, I really don't want to listen to grown men talk about what they put in their salad. High-pitched, nasally feminine voices from men is not my favorite thing to listen to. It is kind of irritiating. And men walk around naked, as if they really want other men to look at them, instead of wrapping a towel around themselves. And there are guys who squat on the bench in the steam room with their cocks hanging, and I don't want to look at that.
Anyway, it was raining earlier, but it seems to be clearing up a little now.
Wow, Borders books is filing for bankruptcy. No one buys books anymore, at least, not like they used to.
Let's see...what else is going on? Well, all the actors who make big money in Hollywood, well, Howard Stern seems to make more than just about anybody. He did it. With persistence and hard work, he made all his dreams come true. That's kind of great. His content is juvenile, but he has a lot of fun, and I can't get enough of his show, so grats to Howard and his staff. He got into something he loved to do, which is radio, and he worked his ass off. That should be a lesson to people. All the people who used to bash him I bet would love his salary. Howard was about the only thing that kept me going during the Bush years of stupidity, where the world was flat and moronic. I still think Bush played the American people for all they were worth. Just business as usual for him, while he sold us out. Thanks, W. What a guy you are. I hate what you represent, though I wouldn't mind having a beer with you, but I think he was a terrible President. He was one of the most successful politicians who ever lived, though. It all depends on how you look at it. But yeah, he stole that first election, and then the American people were dumb enough to vote him in his second term. Makes me puke.
Anyway, today, I'm just going to do some more painting, play some games, and try and get some work done.
This segment of KDAV Radio brought to you by the people that care at McDonald's, a loving corporation that puts so much salt on their french fries that it could give a heart attack to a horse.
I'll be back after this commercial break.
Drink 'Stars and Stripes' soda! You'll get the daily allowance you need of High Fructose Corn Syrup, giving you a splendid sugar rush sure to make your brain not function as well as it could throughout the day. Comes in many delicious flavors at a bargain price, too! Wow. Buy 'Stars and Stripes' soda at a corner liquor store near you.
Okay, I'm back. Nature called. I'm sure that is more information than you need to know, but since no one reads my blog, what do I care? Haha.
Anyway, I had a good yoga class. The teacher is a chill chick. She is really mellow, and I like being in her class, because it is really relaxed.
She looks great. I was looking at her legs and thighs, and she was looking really good in a way that indicated strength, muscle tone, and health.
She is a little out there, kind of in a space cadet way, but she is a good yoga teacher. I really do like her class. She knows what she is doing when it comes to yoga.
There are lots of yoga people in San Francisco, and they all look great. Their bodies look really good, and they have life in their face. It's much better than being a lard-ass in Utah or Michigan watching television all day.
Anyway, there was some other cute girl in class, but I tried not to stare to be polite.
Then there is this woman I like because she just seems like a nice lady. She revealed today she used to do circus performing. That is really cool. She always wears low-cut tops, though, and it drives me insane. I can't help but notice what is hanging. Her breasts look pretty to me. I've never spoken to her, she would probably be in horror that I was writing about her, but I don't even know her name. It doesn't matter, I don't go to the YMCA for socializing.
Some people do go there for socializing, though. The Men's Locker Room I hear lots of conversations, and I would rather not listen to what people talk about in there. At least in high school, the locker room talk was pretty goddamn funny. At the YMCA, I really don't want to listen to grown men talk about what they put in their salad. High-pitched, nasally feminine voices from men is not my favorite thing to listen to. It is kind of irritiating. And men walk around naked, as if they really want other men to look at them, instead of wrapping a towel around themselves. And there are guys who squat on the bench in the steam room with their cocks hanging, and I don't want to look at that.
Anyway, it was raining earlier, but it seems to be clearing up a little now.
Wow, Borders books is filing for bankruptcy. No one buys books anymore, at least, not like they used to.
Let's see...what else is going on? Well, all the actors who make big money in Hollywood, well, Howard Stern seems to make more than just about anybody. He did it. With persistence and hard work, he made all his dreams come true. That's kind of great. His content is juvenile, but he has a lot of fun, and I can't get enough of his show, so grats to Howard and his staff. He got into something he loved to do, which is radio, and he worked his ass off. That should be a lesson to people. All the people who used to bash him I bet would love his salary. Howard was about the only thing that kept me going during the Bush years of stupidity, where the world was flat and moronic. I still think Bush played the American people for all they were worth. Just business as usual for him, while he sold us out. Thanks, W. What a guy you are. I hate what you represent, though I wouldn't mind having a beer with you, but I think he was a terrible President. He was one of the most successful politicians who ever lived, though. It all depends on how you look at it. But yeah, he stole that first election, and then the American people were dumb enough to vote him in his second term. Makes me puke.
Anyway, today, I'm just going to do some more painting, play some games, and try and get some work done.
This segment of KDAV Radio brought to you by the people that care at McDonald's, a loving corporation that puts so much salt on their french fries that it could give a heart attack to a horse.
'The U.S.S. Enterprise', acrylic on framed glass by David Lovins 67
Thanks to a friend, I'm not going to put another lick of paint on this one. It is done. All I have to do is sign it. If you squint your eyes ever so slightly, the dimensionality of the ship comes out. This painting will be at my next art show.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Today is Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Yesterday there was rain. Today there was wind, and cold air.
I had my coffee at the cafe. It is fun to sit there and smoke and write and take sips of coffee and watch people walk. I like to watch the women and girls. I like to see women in ankle length dresses because you don't see that often, but it looks beautiful. More women should wear long dresses, just as a counter-balance to all the women dressing in skimpy outfits all the time, which can get boring. Well, actually, I like skimpy outfits. I like it all. I like when they show their figures instead of covering up. I don't know what I am talking about, I'm just writing a bunch of bullshit.
Anyway, it is a good day. How are you? I am fine. I am feeling good, not that anyone cares, but I care, so I might as well have a good time.
No one reads this shit, so what do I care?
Anyway, so yes, I had a good time at the cafe. I saw a girl I used to work with. She didn't have much to say to me, she is in her own world, and I am not a part of her thoughts. No big deal. She is who she is. Live and let live.
Anyway, I finally made my 'Star Trek Paintings' video. It was the right day to do it, when I had a clear mind about it, which is usually why I procrastinate about doing certain things, because I have to wait until I am in the right frame of mind. The video came out good, I am happy about it. I still need to work on the actual paintings, and I still want to paint the Enterprise. I do not know what I am waiting for with that. So many things I want to paint is why. The green Orion slave girl I want to paint. Also, some of the Star Trek women who only show up in one episode I want to paint. And Charlie X. I want to paint him. He was a confused kid, haha, kind of playing the lost James Dean teen character.
Anyway, 37,000 hits on my new youtube channel, so that is coming along good. I like to make videos on youtube, and have people actually watch them. That is cool. I am hoping that eventually I will get some sales, fame, notoriety, anything, just so I can be a full-time working artist. That is what I want. I'm sick of working bullshit jobs that pay peanuts.
Anyway, I like doing my KDAV Radio videos, that is pretty fun. I am glad I finally got my oldest brother 'on the air'. He is out there, but it is possible he makes a good radio guest. He certainly knows how to fill up airtime. I think he is out there, though. But that is not my problem.
So, I like Howard Stern a lot, even though so much of his material is really goofy, and not really all that cool when you think about it. On the other hand, I am thoroughly entertained by Howard and his crew, and I have been for years, and I can't get enough. Fred is cool. I like Fred. He actually plays guitar really good.
Anyway, we'll see what happens today. I am hoping to get some painting done.
I took this photo while sitting outside of the cafe. Even though she is big and fat.....well, that doesn't matter. As an artist, it would be great to make a big painting of her. It would probably sell if I could do a good job of it. If I can make enough money selling paintings, I can hire models and make more paintings. I need an upgrade on my studio, with a cool place for my models to be. That would be rad. Someday, I hope to make that happen. I hope it happens soon, I ain't getting any younger.
It is kind of nice being 43. It is the perspective that comes with age that is pleasant. Certainly a lot less bullshit. But, it all becomes about money in this day and age. It is how people perceive you, that is the killer. Fuck all the rules, it makes no sense. I am an artist, I could give a fuck. I just want to smash people's pre-conceived notions about me, whatever they may be. I like people. They have treasures of knowledge in their minds.
I had my coffee at the cafe. It is fun to sit there and smoke and write and take sips of coffee and watch people walk. I like to watch the women and girls. I like to see women in ankle length dresses because you don't see that often, but it looks beautiful. More women should wear long dresses, just as a counter-balance to all the women dressing in skimpy outfits all the time, which can get boring. Well, actually, I like skimpy outfits. I like it all. I like when they show their figures instead of covering up. I don't know what I am talking about, I'm just writing a bunch of bullshit.
Anyway, it is a good day. How are you? I am fine. I am feeling good, not that anyone cares, but I care, so I might as well have a good time.
No one reads this shit, so what do I care?
Anyway, so yes, I had a good time at the cafe. I saw a girl I used to work with. She didn't have much to say to me, she is in her own world, and I am not a part of her thoughts. No big deal. She is who she is. Live and let live.
Anyway, I finally made my 'Star Trek Paintings' video. It was the right day to do it, when I had a clear mind about it, which is usually why I procrastinate about doing certain things, because I have to wait until I am in the right frame of mind. The video came out good, I am happy about it. I still need to work on the actual paintings, and I still want to paint the Enterprise. I do not know what I am waiting for with that. So many things I want to paint is why. The green Orion slave girl I want to paint. Also, some of the Star Trek women who only show up in one episode I want to paint. And Charlie X. I want to paint him. He was a confused kid, haha, kind of playing the lost James Dean teen character.
Anyway, 37,000 hits on my new youtube channel, so that is coming along good. I like to make videos on youtube, and have people actually watch them. That is cool. I am hoping that eventually I will get some sales, fame, notoriety, anything, just so I can be a full-time working artist. That is what I want. I'm sick of working bullshit jobs that pay peanuts.
Anyway, I like doing my KDAV Radio videos, that is pretty fun. I am glad I finally got my oldest brother 'on the air'. He is out there, but it is possible he makes a good radio guest. He certainly knows how to fill up airtime. I think he is out there, though. But that is not my problem.
So, I like Howard Stern a lot, even though so much of his material is really goofy, and not really all that cool when you think about it. On the other hand, I am thoroughly entertained by Howard and his crew, and I have been for years, and I can't get enough. Fred is cool. I like Fred. He actually plays guitar really good.
Anyway, we'll see what happens today. I am hoping to get some painting done.
I took this photo while sitting outside of the cafe. Even though she is big and fat.....well, that doesn't matter. As an artist, it would be great to make a big painting of her. It would probably sell if I could do a good job of it. If I can make enough money selling paintings, I can hire models and make more paintings. I need an upgrade on my studio, with a cool place for my models to be. That would be rad. Someday, I hope to make that happen. I hope it happens soon, I ain't getting any younger.
It is kind of nice being 43. It is the perspective that comes with age that is pleasant. Certainly a lot less bullshit. But, it all becomes about money in this day and age. It is how people perceive you, that is the killer. Fuck all the rules, it makes no sense. I am an artist, I could give a fuck. I just want to smash people's pre-conceived notions about me, whatever they may be. I like people. They have treasures of knowledge in their minds.
Star Trek Paintings by David Lovins 67
The original title for this blog entry was 'Today' because that is all I felt like writing for a title. Anyway, I guess I have to come up with crap that people might actually search for, instead of my own inter-personal bullshit that I am consumed with every day, haha.
Anyway, here are my Star Trek paintings...
They aren't done yet...it takes time. I don't mind showing unfinished work. It is all part of the process.
I still want to paint The Enterprise and The Orion Slave Girl. I want to paint everyone from Star Trek, even minor characters, just for fun. I have nothing but time, might as well.
I'm hoping that something will happen for my art career by doing paintings like this, but on the other hand, I really like Star Trek.
Anyway, here are my Star Trek paintings...
They aren't done yet...it takes time. I don't mind showing unfinished work. It is all part of the process.
I still want to paint The Enterprise and The Orion Slave Girl. I want to paint everyone from Star Trek, even minor characters, just for fun. I have nothing but time, might as well.
I'm hoping that something will happen for my art career by doing paintings like this, but on the other hand, I really like Star Trek.
Monday, February 14, 2011
The Artist's Journal for Monday Night
Hi there. I haven't written for a while. I was writing every day on this blog it seemed, but then my interest in blogging varies due to lack of response. I love this blog, because, mostly it is for me. I write it for myself, I do it for me. I write every day in my sketchbook, and that stuff I never show any one, for it is no one's business but mine. The text thing is weird, though, putting myself out there like this with words. It seems easier with youtube and making videos, than with text, where in a way, I feel more naked. At least with a video, I can act my way through it and have it be no big deal, but this is the real thing, I guess.
I usually like to write a bullshit paragraph or two, so that the people who don't care at all will just go somewhere else.
So, it looks like I have two followers on this blog. Maybe I will have more some day, I don't know. I have 968 hits or something. I've made 75 cents on this blog so far. Haha, what a joke. As a boss, Google doesn't pay too well. However, maybe with persistence, I can build an audience with this blog, or maybe I will start another blog, who knows?
I guess I still am on Art Bistro, but I wasn't crazy about that site. It is owned by 'Monster', and they kind of own what you put up there, and I didn't like that too much. It is mostly a bunch of amateur artists and house wife types. One of these days, I'll check in with it when I have some time to kill.
I haven't bothered with 'Etsy' for quite some time. My work keeps changing, so to advertise something for sale, well, by the time some one would buy something, chances are with me that the painting will have changed. I need a whole store room for my inventory, and I just don't quite have it together enough to run a business out of my studio.
Why haven't I written much on this blog lately? Well, video games. I've been playing Free Realms and Clone Wars Adventures a lot. I love those games. I still want to get back into EverQuest, Star Wars Galaxies, Dungeons and Dragons Online, Lord of The Rings Online, but it all takes time. Youtube has been a big focus, because I actually get responses to my work there sometimes. On my DavidLovins67 channel, I have 37, 500 hits so far in a year's time, and I feel pretty good about that. My old channel had 270,000 hits the last time I checked. All in all, I have over 800 videos on youtube, and more are coming.
In a way, I wish I was into politics more, because then I would have more to write about that people might care about, but I mostly just don't care about getting swept up by all the shit politicians say is important. It's all a bunch of bullshit, which is mostly designed to propel their own careers, and during my lifetime, things really haven't changed all that much since 1970. Same old crap, different year.
It is a relief to have W. Bush out of office. I felt the scary curtain of ignorance cover the land like a spell, and people got stupider and stupider, but they seem to be awake now. Also, Bush had an effect on women, so people didn't get laid as much, much like the great pussy shortage of the 1950's that Richard Pryor mentioned.
Anyway, money is the bottom line in this country, but China seems to produce all of our every day consumer goods. So, in a way, we are fucked, and there aren't enough jobs. The country is in debt for trillions of dollars, and from my point of view, no one gives a shit about art, so as a professional artist, I am fucked unless I can get some sales soon.
Anyhow, life is good, and I am having fun.
I did my yoga today, and I feel good. The girls were cute, and I can bend as good as they can, which took about two years. It is good to be flexible.
I guess I should put up some pictures so someone who happens upon this blog won't get bored....This Hello Kitty Backpack girl was pretty cute. I hope she doesn't mind that I took her picture. She was adorable, though.
Here is my Nurse Chapel painting in progress. Takes a while to get it exactly right. The eyes take the longest amount of time, and if they aren't in the right position, they have to be redone. Just part of the painting process.
I guess Tony Clifton made a return appearance. I would have loved to have seen that. I'll have to check on youtube to see if anyone filmed it.
I usually like to write a bullshit paragraph or two, so that the people who don't care at all will just go somewhere else.
So, it looks like I have two followers on this blog. Maybe I will have more some day, I don't know. I have 968 hits or something. I've made 75 cents on this blog so far. Haha, what a joke. As a boss, Google doesn't pay too well. However, maybe with persistence, I can build an audience with this blog, or maybe I will start another blog, who knows?
I guess I still am on Art Bistro, but I wasn't crazy about that site. It is owned by 'Monster', and they kind of own what you put up there, and I didn't like that too much. It is mostly a bunch of amateur artists and house wife types. One of these days, I'll check in with it when I have some time to kill.
I haven't bothered with 'Etsy' for quite some time. My work keeps changing, so to advertise something for sale, well, by the time some one would buy something, chances are with me that the painting will have changed. I need a whole store room for my inventory, and I just don't quite have it together enough to run a business out of my studio.
Why haven't I written much on this blog lately? Well, video games. I've been playing Free Realms and Clone Wars Adventures a lot. I love those games. I still want to get back into EverQuest, Star Wars Galaxies, Dungeons and Dragons Online, Lord of The Rings Online, but it all takes time. Youtube has been a big focus, because I actually get responses to my work there sometimes. On my DavidLovins67 channel, I have 37, 500 hits so far in a year's time, and I feel pretty good about that. My old channel had 270,000 hits the last time I checked. All in all, I have over 800 videos on youtube, and more are coming.
In a way, I wish I was into politics more, because then I would have more to write about that people might care about, but I mostly just don't care about getting swept up by all the shit politicians say is important. It's all a bunch of bullshit, which is mostly designed to propel their own careers, and during my lifetime, things really haven't changed all that much since 1970. Same old crap, different year.
It is a relief to have W. Bush out of office. I felt the scary curtain of ignorance cover the land like a spell, and people got stupider and stupider, but they seem to be awake now. Also, Bush had an effect on women, so people didn't get laid as much, much like the great pussy shortage of the 1950's that Richard Pryor mentioned.
Anyway, money is the bottom line in this country, but China seems to produce all of our every day consumer goods. So, in a way, we are fucked, and there aren't enough jobs. The country is in debt for trillions of dollars, and from my point of view, no one gives a shit about art, so as a professional artist, I am fucked unless I can get some sales soon.
Anyhow, life is good, and I am having fun.
I did my yoga today, and I feel good. The girls were cute, and I can bend as good as they can, which took about two years. It is good to be flexible.
Here is my Nurse Chapel painting in progress. Takes a while to get it exactly right. The eyes take the longest amount of time, and if they aren't in the right position, they have to be redone. Just part of the painting process.
I guess Tony Clifton made a return appearance. I would have loved to have seen that. I'll have to check on youtube to see if anyone filmed it.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
I haven't written on this blog in weeks. I just didn't get around to it.
I had many ideas for blogs, but I was busy doing other things. I've been busy painting, and getting ready for my art show, which is very time consuming. At least it is lots of fun. I enjoy painting.
I just got through reading the blog by 'The Orange Wizard'. I like reading it once in a while.
Here is my painting of Darth Vader. It is coming along. I don't know how much more I will work on it. I kind of like the loose, sketchy feel of the picture.
It is good to put pictures on blogs. People like pictures.
Anyway, I am just getting warmed up, I don't even know where to begin. So much has happened.
My feeling about this blog? I like it, but there isn't any response to it, and I'm not making any money at it, so I don't see what the point is, except that I like to write. This blog has garnished 75 cents. Wow. The Orange Wizard is doing better than mine, but he writes about different subjects that people care about, and I only write about myself, and my thoughts, and no one cares about that. I don't even care after I'm done writing about whatever it is I'm thinking.
Anyway, I'm just trying to get my studio cleaned up and organized, and that is no easy task. I'm just trying to find places for things.
I'd like to start another blog, but I like this one. I feel like I can be myself here. I like that. I enjoy writing an unpopular blog, because then I can feel free to write what I want.
My youtube channels are successful, but I don't get paid for those. Bummer. I wish that were different. I guess youtube would go out of business if they paid a penny for every hit.
I just feel like laying down, but here is another painting.
This painting is coming along, too, better than I expected. This one definitely needs some work. I like that the gun looks metallic.
I don't have much more to say right now.
I just got through reading the blog by 'The Orange Wizard'. I like reading it once in a while.
Here is my painting of Darth Vader. It is coming along. I don't know how much more I will work on it. I kind of like the loose, sketchy feel of the picture.
It is good to put pictures on blogs. People like pictures.
Anyway, I am just getting warmed up, I don't even know where to begin. So much has happened.
My feeling about this blog? I like it, but there isn't any response to it, and I'm not making any money at it, so I don't see what the point is, except that I like to write. This blog has garnished 75 cents. Wow. The Orange Wizard is doing better than mine, but he writes about different subjects that people care about, and I only write about myself, and my thoughts, and no one cares about that. I don't even care after I'm done writing about whatever it is I'm thinking.
Anyway, I'm just trying to get my studio cleaned up and organized, and that is no easy task. I'm just trying to find places for things.
I'd like to start another blog, but I like this one. I feel like I can be myself here. I like that. I enjoy writing an unpopular blog, because then I can feel free to write what I want.
My youtube channels are successful, but I don't get paid for those. Bummer. I wish that were different. I guess youtube would go out of business if they paid a penny for every hit.
I just feel like laying down, but here is another painting.
This painting is coming along, too, better than I expected. This one definitely needs some work. I like that the gun looks metallic.
I don't have much more to say right now.
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