Graphite Cells

The sketchbook of an artist is the doorway to another dimension, a world where said artist is God.

In my case, this door is just  shortcut to Pee Wee Sherman's dreamworld, only I'm not showing the pornographic bits. Don't ask for them either, let's keep them buried, shall we?

Most of these cutouts and pieces come not only from my sketchbooks, but from the back pages of my notebooks in school. Aw yes! Just looking at these reminds me of those bloody tutors, the extracurricular classes, the years and money spent failing over and over again. The wonder years.

Please enjoy this nonsense.

It's not about looks, it's about braaains!

A worm photobombing a zombie. How rude!

A man can dream.. A man CAN dream.

Ha! Ha! It's funny because it's a serious issue.

This is what the fashion police looks like. 

Everything but teenage.. or mutant.

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You've never seen a half naked samurai being shat on by a crow?
What? You don't think that's what's happening here?
I'd explain in detail but this description is already long enough.

I was young.. Don't judge me.

I still remember it, this was during History class

Go on, try it!

This was inspired by the view of the city I was born from a special place I only had access to when I was drunk enough.