Art by Mino

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To be completed with colored pencils.

To be completed with colored pencils.

This is what came out a little bit after THC cat… some people I might paint.

This is what came out a little bit after THC cat… some people I might paint.

THC cat… like nyan cat, only higher.
Happy 4/20 from Colorado!

THC cat… like nyan cat, only higher.

Happy 4/20 from Colorado!

Sometimes my friends make me draw things… such as this fat dachshund in hot pursuit of a frightened doughnut.

Sometimes my friends make me draw things… such as this fat dachshund in hot pursuit of a frightened doughnut.

Photoshopped sketch inspired by the Semisonic song, "Never You Mind."
Shaking my mind like an etch-a-sketch erasing…

Photoshopped sketch inspired by the Semisonic song, "Never You Mind."

Shaking my mind like an etch-a-sketch erasing…

Mo… smiling?

Mo… smiling?

Apr 3
I was born on Friday the 13th of January, 1989. If I were superstitious, I’d find it unnerving that I now work at the Lucky 13 Motel, but it was my choice to work here—not that I had a lot of options after graduation.
If anything, the numbers in my life are jokes to me, not serendipity. It is pretty funny to look at it that way. Oh, your parents died when you were seven, your face is a wreck, and you’re working a dead-end job with a college degree? Well, what’d you expect with a birthday like that?
Honestly, it’s my choice to disappear… to become less than I am, less than they think I should be. It’s easy to blame it on one trauma—the car accident—to hide another. People believe it was enough to make me both what I am and what I’m not… and it was. But the truth is, my power and my weakness came from traumas long before the ones my hometown knows about…
I decided a grocery store isn’t mundane enough for Mo, so she now works as an overnight clerk at a cheap motel. It’s the perfect job to encourage her drinking habit and keep her mind awake with dark thoughts as she watches people always just passing through.

I was born on Friday the 13th of January, 1989. If I were superstitious, I’d find it unnerving that I now work at the Lucky 13 Motel, but it was my choice to work here—not that I had a lot of options after graduation.

If anything, the numbers in my life are jokes to me, not serendipity. It is pretty funny to look at it that way. Oh, your parents died when you were seven, your face is a wreck, and you’re working a dead-end job with a college degree? Well, what’d you expect with a birthday like that?

Honestly, it’s my choice to disappear… to become less than I am, less than they think I should be. It’s easy to blame it on one trauma—the car accident—to hide another. People believe it was enough to make me both what I am and what I’m not… and it was. But the truth is, my power and my weakness came from traumas long before the ones my hometown knows about…

I decided a grocery store isn’t mundane enough for Mo, so she now works as an overnight clerk at a cheap motel. It’s the perfect job to encourage her drinking habit and keep her mind awake with dark thoughts as she watches people always just passing through.

Apr 3
faultinourstarsmovie:

One note = one vote. Like or reblog to vote for your state! Go Colorado! http://thefaultinourstarsmovie.com/demandourstars 

I won’t make a habit of reblogging things here, but I NEED to cast my vote for Colorado! :3

faultinourstarsmovie:

One note = one vote. Like or reblog to vote for your state! Go Colorado! http://thefaultinourstarsmovie.com/demandourstars 

I won’t make a habit of reblogging things here, but I NEED to cast my vote for Colorado! :3

"Maybe in the Rain"
Someday, somedaySomeday, somedayWhen I’m long goneI’ll still always be there
Yeah, somehow, somehowSomehow, somehowMaybe in a songOr maybe in the windOr maybe in the rainOr maybe in the sunshine
I’ll always be there
"Anytime," Jane Siberry
Lacey remembers a deceased friend. :( This is my favorite drawing of her to date; she’s finally starting to look like she does in my head.

"Maybe in the Rain"

Someday, someday
Someday, someday
When I’m long gone
I’ll still always be there

Yeah, somehow, somehow
Somehow, somehow
Maybe in a song
Or maybe in the wind
Or maybe in the rain
Or maybe in the sunshine

I’ll always be there

"Anytime," Jane Siberry

Lacey remembers a deceased friend. :( This is my favorite drawing of her to date; she’s finally starting to look like she does in my head.

"Serenity"

"Serenity"