A Transformer-Robot-Dinosaur who makes art.

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.”

Sometimes what we don’t say says more than what we do.

be a collector’s item

Another page from my sketchbook, playing with previously cut circles from another book I’ve added/subtracted/altered.  I really like circles, as well as text.  I think circles are a fascinating and underused shape [as frame].

Paper I made (but did not dye myself) and then tested discharge printing on (similar effect to bleach, but different in chemical composition and long term effects).

I love maps.

I don’t know what else you want from me

I’d cross oceans for you.