i drew wilson.

[sirmentlegen]

bad i know.

[A Bad Feeling]

*put hipster glass on*

OH... MY... GOSH.

This isn't your everyday modern art thread, you know?

This here, people, is true art. Expressions, emotions and deep philosophy expressed with the heart by the use of mere tools like paint and brush (more like paint.exe, to be exact).

As you can see, poor ignorant peasants with no culture or sensibility (and I'm not even talking to you, disrespectful redneck), the lines go all staggered quirky, representing the very essence of this generation AND the course and curse of life itself, as it proceeds disorientated into the chasm of ostracism and nothingness.

The colors, OH, the colors... If I could only fill my existence with it. Rich, endorsing, whimsical... Yet... Meaningless. Oh, great artist sirmentlegen! Only you capture the true beauty and horror of life!

The ambiguity expressed in the eyes, that don't know what to look for and yet still looking, sailing the seven seas of this dreadful existence... The eyes, windows to our souls, and so beauty and frail as their very movement.

Now look at the hair! Clearly a unique kind of neologism expressed in art... The shape of an satellite receiver tells us all it need to tell. An alien form looking for alien life, fellow partners of our existence, sharing the same pain that is to exist...

Let us thank sirmentlegen for this BEAUTIFUL, MAGNIFICENT, FANTASTIC piece of work.

*takes out hipster glasses*

Seriously, buddy... It sucked. Keep it up anyway!

[fivebetwhale]

I feel much better about my drawing skills now.

ahem - Sorry.

[sirmentlegen]

well i did draw it in 5 minutes.