anyway another FRENCH SKOL DOOD from today that i’m actually pretty proud of
Posts tagged my shit.
Doodles from today and yesterday
Yesterday an announcement came on over «l’haute-parleur» about the field trip in June. It’s $20 to go on a school bus to a cheesy “old-fashioned Quebec village” in Drummondville with old houses and horse drawn carriage rides and a waterpark (?!). It’s not obligatory and actually not a single persyn in my class wants to go which I was stoked about. But my teacher who is a kind of nice but overbearing urban-farming liberal bearded Quebecois dude decided to ask some ppl why they don’t want to go and ended up just asking the white anglophones (we are also the only ones he consistently remembers the names of or strikes up casual conversations outside of class time with). The other two were just like whatever it’s $20 I can go on my own time if I want and I was like shit ask me ask me so I was looking straight at him instead of doodling like usual and he asked me and I was literally shaking with nervousness the whole time but I went ahead and said ok I have to say this in english because I don’t know how in french (there’s one persyn in my class who doesn’t speak english) but I FEEL LIKE THIS FIELD TRIP IS AN EXERCISE IN AN IDEOLOGY OF NATIONALISM THAT AIMS TO ASSIMILATE NEW IMMIGRANTS AND ERASE THE HISTORY OF GENOCIDE AGAINST FIRST NATIONS PPL BLAH BLAH and the teacher just kinda laughed at me and asked what about in “upper canada village” which I guess is some similar bullshit in Ontario and I was like yeah I have a problem with that shit in Manitoba too for the same reasons and he was just like ok yeah i’m not going to defend it but it’s not that it’s just an occasion to frolic on the sunshine or whatever which ha I guess ok he probably couldn’t agree with me as a teacher but yeah fuck a euro-centric structure of cultural education … but the cool thing was the whole time I was saying my rant, there were a couple immigrant ppl of color who were just nodding at me and kinda smiling, this dude from Mexico, this south Asian womyn and this womyn from China … so yeah. I feel like it’s kinda fucked that I got the opportunity to rant about that shit in there but it felt nice that I got these looks of appreciation. But I’m still just the scummy smelly punk that no one wants to sit next to. Wait that’s not true Fatme sat next to me again today.
but today the bullshit continues idk “there are two separate worlds in canada, francophone culture and anglophone culture” VOM VOM VOM
The moral of this story is just assume pplz gender, jk, it’s just write your notes in speech bubbles and you’ll have something to put on tumblr by the evening
I actually haven’t drawn a narrative comic at all in like six years so yeah wutever
DO U THINK I CAN PASS AS A URTHLING
Best French Skool Doodle yet
HI SO I DID THESE DRAWINGS FOR THE ZINE THAT SHAY AND KATE FROM HALIFAX ARE PUTTING TOGETHER ON THE THEME OF FEMMES IN SPACE. BUT I WAS SORT OF HEARING MORE IN MY HEAD WHEN I LOOKED AT IT SO THEN I GOT MY ABLETON ON AND CREATED A AURAL EXPERIENCE TO GO WITH THESE IMAGES AND EXPAND ON THE CONCEPTS IN THERE. IT’S PRETTY LONG BUT I WORKED HARD ON IT SO I WOULD BE FLATTERED IF YOU LISTENED TO IT WHILE LOOKING AT THE DRAWINGS, IT’S KINDA ONE OF THOSE READ-ALONG, HEAR-THIS-SOUND-YOU-TURN-THE-PAGE RECORDS FOR KIDS. YOU CAN GO HERE AND PLAY IT ON SOUNDCLOUD. THE WORDS THAT ARE SUNG AND SPOKEN ARE INCLUDED IN THE DESCRIPTION THERE. THANKS BYE/.
Hippy Happy Bthuthday Buttgardener Fuck The Collection Agencies Many Happy Returns Of The Day
Some pics of art from an art show at butthaus in January 2013.
i took em if that is not obvs
THIS WAS SUPER REAL! And Funn. We made a art sho happen in the Butt House tiny smelly spare room. Ste ste gave an art talk, Riley did a music, it was great. LOVE the ash can in a condom suspended at eye level surrounded in plastic foliage. I would like to see those videos maybe, do they exist sam?
Here is a song I made. I took this recording of Lakes and me jamming in the All The Way basement and chopped it up into a coherent beat and sang over it. Maybe you will like it
I have this new character. I first drew them on P.E.I. They are from space I think.
DREAM TIME MACHINE
JUST A MS PAINT COLORING OF THAT SHITTY MURAL PIC
Oh yeah, this mural. I finished it. In the spring. I feel mostly good about it. Someone has already spraypainted ‘PUSSY’ over it, so you know it’s good. If you don’t know Winnipeg, it’s in the entranceway of Negative Space, a rad feminist / punk / art space.
Thx to Kendra and Ste and Bethany and Jesset, who all hung out with me while I worked on it. Maybe someday someone will take some better pictures of it.
But anyway, I am going to put this art here for you, as long as you are okay with that. Graven images of genitals are scary! I want to like them, but I get scared. But I also want a Giant Vagina to float down from the sky calling my name in a deep voice and then envelope me completely, I will curl into the foetal position and float around and the entire outside world will sound like grindcore heard through a cement wall.
MALHENRI KNOX - LET ME KNO IF U DOWN -K$RRK 2012 COMMUTER COMPUTER REMIX
LISTEN TO THIS COOL REMIX OF MY SONG THAT I MADE ON THE GREYHOUND TO MONTREAL
If you listen to the lyrics in the breakdown you will see why I tagged it thusly
“THE YEAR I GOT ADDICTED TO GMAIL”
Computer coloring of “The Year I Swallowed the Star”, drawn at my parents’ house on Boxing Day. When I was a young child, I swallowed one of those glow-in-the-dark ceiling stars. I was taken to the hospital, x-rayed, and then they stuck a mechanical arm down my throat to retrieve it. Or so I am told. Somewhere there is a cool x-ray of a child’s ribcage with a single glowing star in it.
I didn’t have an email address until the year I was 18, last year. I then became one of those people who checks their email 5 times a day. I’m okay now. Now that I have Tumblr.
Listen to Das Racist.