Project Žar
A small experiment. It's also where I post my art n' junk.
December 2, 2009
I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering.
November 27, 2009
All done.

All done.

…heh. Astronauts.
(will be finished sometime in the indefinite future)

…heh. Astronauts.

(will be finished sometime in the indefinite future)

November 21, 2009
an eye. iscribble doodle.

an eye. iscribble doodle.

November 16, 2009
Linus tells it like it is.
(via topherchris)

Linus tells it like it is.

(via topherchris)

lookmom:

heart melt.
a little boy with a neuromuscular disorder makes a sweet Wall-E

1..2..3…
D’AW

lookmom:

heart melt.

a little boy with a neuromuscular disorder makes a sweet Wall-E

1..2..3…

D’AW

November 12, 2009
From Johnny Wander.

From Johnny Wander.

servemyworldblog:

DONATE MONEY AND I’LL TATTOO WHATEVER ON ME!
I’m raising money for Third World orphanages. For every $10 you donate, your name gets entered into a drawing. Your name gets picked, you choose any tattoo for me to get. I get tattoo, kids get help, you get the glory of knowing there is a human out there with a tattoo of your face on it. Everyone’s happy. DONATE, read awful tattoo submissions and submit your own HERE!
* REBLOG - FOR EVERY REBLOG UP TO 3,000 MY DAD WILL DONATE $2 
GUILT TRIP ALERT: $10 will give a classroom of kids education for one day or buy you two drinks at Starbucks.

servemyworldblog:

DONATE MONEY AND I’LL TATTOO WHATEVER ON ME!

I’m raising money for Third World orphanages. For every $10 you donate, your name gets entered into a drawing. Your name gets picked, you choose any tattoo for me to get. I get tattoo, kids get help, you get the glory of knowing there is a human out there with a tattoo of your face on it. Everyone’s happy. DONATE, read awful tattoo submissions and submit your own HERE!

* REBLOG - FOR EVERY REBLOG UP TO 3,000 MY DAD WILL DONATE $2 

GUILT TRIP ALERT: $10 will give a classroom of kids education for one day or buy you two drinks at Starbucks.

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.