A Transformer-Robot-Dinosaur who makes art.
I make things. This is a process blog/art journal of things I make, things that inspire me, and things that I like.
My ongoing letter project:
someonetowriteto.tumblr.com
My bow tie production line:
callmecornelius.tumblr.com
DFTBA
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When doctors try to tell me about trans health
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I’m leaving for Toronto on the 8th of June!
I’ll be there for 9 days, coming back to Montreal on the 17th, in time for Emma’s commencement on the... -
Sent out mail to:
- Nick A.
- Jen Young
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The money is gone and we are out of ice. Things are wronged and still getting wronger. Email $500 as soon as possible.
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Hello there, Crash Course, and welcome to tumblr!
The Crash Course tumblr was founded minutes ago by our made-of-awesome nerdfighter intern...
Fiona’s Wave
by Matthew Cusick
www.mattcusick.com
Oh. My. GUH.
I want.
And I want to make.
this is a little mixed media piece i did yesterday.
it turned out better than i thought it was going to and yeah.
This. More of this, in my life, please.
(via maps-and-globes)
“Collage” made with the Mixel app.
I’m dying to meet you.
Yet another collage page for one of my class sketch books, yet another excuse to use my typewriter.
The text is from The Fault in Our Stars, by John Green. The book comes out in January (pre-order here!), but he read out the first chapter last week (video). I’m extremely excited for this book to come out, not only because John Green is amazing and one of my favourite authors, but also because the book deals with the idea of human existence and oblivion. I am very interested in both of these things (more on that later).
“There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.”
I don’t know what else you want from me
I’d cross oceans for you.
