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RayDraws
30 Jan 2012 | 8:35 am
So Today’s post is simply a drawing of clown fish I did for a friend’s 6 year old daughter. She brought Lily to the office and she was holding a stencil that helped her draw a clown fish. Well, she gravitated toward me (aas most kids do for some reason) and fell in love with my ability to draw. I told her I could draw clown fish without a stencil, to which she abruptly told me I couldn’t, and then proceeded to tell me to draw 40 of them. ”Uhm, not going to happen, but I’ll draw three,” I responded and…well….here is the result (post a little coloring from photoshop).
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RayDraws
27 Jan 2012 | 6:37 am
They’ve always said things like ‘Love is in the air..’ whenever Valentines Day is around the corner. Well, I walked out today and the only thing I see in the air is fucking clouds and falling snow. Leave it to Cleveland to make even the most loving heart feel colder than Omarion’s ice box. In any case, I found myself doing the first Valentines Day flyer of the year for me, per a request from a friend/client. Kind of bitter sweet considering the minute I finished, I got a call from a close friend telling me his wife’s mother had passed earlier that day. Its kind of crazy how thoughts of love, candy and shit like that can so quickly get replaced by such sad sad things. I met his mother-in-law once before. She was my spades partner and we pretty much kicked him and his son’s ass. In all fairness, they beat us first (luckily), but I can still see her face in my mind and while I didn’t[…]
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RayDraws
23 Jan 2012 | 7:10 am
A few years ago, while in Brazil, I almost died in a plane crash. I say this without truly knowing if I’d have died….I mean, I’ve seen or heard of people who have lived through some tremendous experiences. I mean, I didn’t take a bunch of bullets to the face and body like Curtis Jackson (50 cent), and no, I didn’t do a Kanye West and damn near kill myself behind the wheel. However, diving toward the earth in a fuel filled airplane full of passengers smelling of burning plastic typically sounds like the catalyst behind a number of future funerals, and at the time, mine would have been included. Miraculously though, the flight landed, and my random thoughts live on for your enjoyment. Congratulations.
The crazy part of that whole experience is what it did to me. I’m not talking about the blank stare of post-fear that slapped my ass in the face once reality hit me while sitting in the airport lobby afterwards. I’m not even referring to[…]
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