Even if I said I was in a relationship, I was driven to it by freaking Cam-Hos. Leave me alone. I don't want to look at you prancing around in your unmentionables and teasing me with your seductive looks. I'm in a relationship and that relationship is all about keeping away from you!
Okay. Let ye all know this one thing about me. If only one thing you can keep in mind. I have a sense of humor. Some may say twisted. Aye, twisted indeed. I have not found ways to manifest this, like creating an animated television show that's bound to offend most humorless and narrow persons. Perhaps mi blogging will take on the life of its own. Future will tell. After all, there is nothing wrong with being offensive, just be funny!
Now a little 411 on Joey D Artist. As my moniker implies, I aspire to the art. Visual that is. Much satisfaction is derived from drawing and painting what I see - at will. I've been studing under an artist with another student at our studio. My main body of work now is in the figureative. The human body. A wonder of matter, muscle, bone, fat, skin, and hair. I draw mainly female, but am looking to find some sculpted male models for the sheer esthetics of it all. Gay males will work.
I'm originally from the Philippines. Thus explains the short brown guy personna. This, an interesting mix, because I could be classified as South Pacific, but I have a little Spanish in me. Which I do intend to get in touch with. Si. I'm a South Seas Latino!
Look at my picture and you'll see a pretty normal looking guy who loves his Purdue Boilermakers. Come football season, Michigan and Ohio State fans can all stick it.
Naturally, being from an Engineering mill like Purdue University, I am an Engineer. Four and a half years of sleepless nights and envying Liberal Students with their crazy social lives. Then I went back to during the 90s recession to be an Industrial Designer. A Liberal Arts student; the irony never stops. I didn't have the crazy social life I imagined, since I had to spend most of my waking time in the studio preparing designs for class projects and fighting over a Mac at the computer lab. Graphics design.
Well, I've worked for International, formerly Navistar, formerly International Harvester, for the last eight years now. I'm in Ergonomics, which means I help my group keep our trunks and buses from being a pain in the ass to use and maintain. It's good to have a mission in life.
This leads me to the art thing. I've been going to Artlink for figure drawing for the past five years now. I drew the human body fairly well. Then one day, Dave, a coworker, invited me to join him in studying with a master painter. An artist practicing the 500 year old Western tradition of the Flemish, Italian, and French painters. By having private tutoring lessons with Kerry, I've been able to at least glimpse what these old masters were able to do. Plus, my skill at drawing the nude has improved tenfold. I'll post my drawings and development ideas here for you art lovers to look and and wonder, what the hell...???
That was four years ago and Dave's no longer with the group. Now it's picture making time. I have at least ten ideas for fully excecuted works of art. Art that I hope to have exhibited on some fancy pantsy gallery wall. Sure, I'm not doing Modern Art, because I can draw and paint what I see, instead of throwing pigment onto canvas like a chimp.
Now comes MySpace. Which I was directed to by a friend's Live Journal. A friend who doesn't want to speak to me anymore because I've hurt her with words and my twisted sense of humor. Okay. Here's to making new friends. The first two being Ann Marie and Emily. Fearless Radio's female personalities with as twisted a sense of humor as I have. Yay!
I love twisted women. And if they're funny...even better!
I'm pissed. I just added on more information here and now lost it. Thanks MySpace. Now I'll have to think up of new things to say.
I will try to recover it from my memory banks. After breakfast. I'm sooo hungry. Can't think of anything else besides food.
Okay, this is what I wanted to put into my profile before I lost it (as best I can remember). Grrr. I have a great appreciation for humor. Even sick, twisted, offensive humor. I don't care, just as long as it is funny. Unfunny offensive humor will incur my wrath. As in Khan!
I try my hand at humor at times. Like with the blogs I'll be writing. I make people laugh, I don't recall if it's because I'm wearing something backwards. Humor is free association for me. I take a somthing off the top of my head and combine it with the next thing off the top of my head. All in all keeping a tenous relationship, but still related never the less.
The number three is my favorite number. What's not to like about it?
I use to have this obsessive-compulsive thing with the number 3. When I ate at a buffet, I'd fill my plate with three of everything I wanted to eat. I should have been a chubby kid, but my fast metabolism saved me from years of torment. I looked for patterns for three and would notice them within eyeshot. Same could be said for doing things, like washing my hands three times, or repeating things to myself three times. I've never done anything like a three-some before, but life is still full of possiblities
I like beer. Beer makes me happy. I know it is a false kind of happy, but I feel so warm and good all over. If I imbibe enough, my legs get all numb and I start saying things off the top of my head. On a recent trip to Chicago (which I will blog), I discovered body shots. Yes, Cuervo, navel, and belly piercings blend for a unique taste combination.
I tend to be verbose. I've got to do something about that. Me work on this UG! I can be more succinct. I could get all British about this.
Okay that all for now.