Grateful Notebook: Road Load 2

Yes, lots of dreadful pictures to clog up an already dreadful internet.
Sounds about fair to me. More drawings from tour, done in record stores, in the sun, in self-doubt, in va(i)n.

Apologies in full.
K.

Grateful Notebook: Road Works

Drawing on tour-ing!

I was drawing almost compulsively in the van, in the dark (see: first two images), at the site of exploded truck traffic accidents, at roadhouses, at pubs next to squats, on fences, anywhere.

Road is life.
This is K.

Back in (the) B(l)ack(water).

Verbing the noun, home in A-Town.
K.

Walk (or, Text a Stranger)!

I sing the song of the bailin' man!
See you soon, Sydney.

This is definitely K.

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Ernst, I saw the elephant in the sink at the hospital too.
I saw it. I'll sculpt it.

This is K.

Neo-Geometrix

The shapes of (f/p)unk to crumb.

K.

E.L.V.I.S.H 2: ELVIIIISHHH IN SPAAAACE

Yeah, I know. But, I mean, I don't know what else I should do?
Television is perfectly fucking awful and the streets are filled with the dung of the dead.
So, the above happens, and everything is OK.

Thank you vurry much,
K.

E.L.V.I.S.H

Well, this, then...now.

K.

La La La La La-La (La La Na Na Da Na Naaaa)

For your viewing (dis)pleasure; a study in not studying.
Failure to fail is not an option!

Immeasurable Love from the City of Pity,
This is K.

Contempt for Internet in Scribble Format

Along in the sun, and the rain.

K.

Inevitable Return of the Great White Hopeless

So I took some time off my interweb netword logsite and went to Thailand and participated in general excellence and existential indifference and went back to school and whatnot. I'll post more things soon. Or, I won't.

This is K.