One Hundred Scribbles

This may not look like it, but this is art born from anger!

Okay, well, long story short, I turned in my assignment for my Narrative and Sequential Drawing class (the Love Story sequence... you know, the one that's supposed to look like children's book illustrations). He gave me a less than stellar grade, using words like pedestrian, unsophisticated, immature, and childish.

Harsh words coming from a guy who likes stuff just because it's huge/repeated/arbitrary ("deep"). The guy also didn't give us a syllabus and didn't give us any information on the criteria on which we'd be graded. He led me to believe I could have the freedom to do what I wanted to do in his class, but as it turns out, I had the freedom to do whatever he deemed good under totally whim-based standards.

He also routinely complains about artists who make money, saying, oh, being poor/struggling/whatever makes you an artist. He's always bugging us about why we make art, and urging us to have some ambiguity, etc.

You know, I'll sell all the damn art I want. I make art because it makes me happy, and if it makes others happy, I'd be glad to make a buck off of it. I like some ambiguity, but I refuse to make stuff ambiguous just to be pretentious.

Also, he draws black boxes. All the time. It's a big chunk of his art work. Yes, black boxes. One a day, every day.

Thus, this is my surprise final project. A rejection of pretension. What makes 100 black boxes better than 100 blue foxes? I figure in an art world that is getting sick of shock value, the only way to catch the avant-garde by surprise is by a defiantly happy, childish cartoon breaking the fourth wall.

Each of these are on 4x6 cold-press watercolor paper. They're each made of cut-out watercolored paper of a similar consistency and the face has some micron and colored pencil. It's all just glued together, and they're presently taped onto a chalk-board for display at the show tomorrow.

Note: I am selling these for $3 each + 1.50 for shipping/paypal fees. After winter break, haha. Note me.