Rocky Horror Picture Show

The Film Society and gay straight alliance organization at my university are putting together a Rocky Horror Picture Show performance and asked me to design the poster for them as marketing chair for the gay straight alliance organization. Below is what I whipped up in three hours yesterday after I ran out of things to do at my grandparents’ house (which is where I am spending my Thanksgiving). They are 92 years old, so there isn’t much to do in general. I’m stealing a very weak internet signal from someone living around them who hasn’t quite caught on to locking their wifi. Praise the Lord! 

On a tangent, I got to ride a train for the first time coming to visit my grandparents. I decided not to go through the hassle of flying home to see my parents since I only have a week off and am flying home in a month for Christmas. I’m pretty sure the girl sitting next to me thought I was a nutter because I wasn’t exactly sure what I was doing or where I was suppose to go, so I was tweaking a bit to put it lightly. It also didn’t help that my boyfriend sent me a text that made me burst out laughing in the middle of the trip. So, yeah, just another person in the world who now thinks I’m not quite all there. The list is becoming quite extensive. Image

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Aliens, Apocalyptic Movies, and a Dash of Sketchbook

I just saw the movie Alien for the first time last week, and I just have to say I hate alien movies. I hate them. With a burning passion. I wished they would go away. And not come back. No more alien movies. Obviously, based on that fact alone, the movie was not my choice. A couple friends picked it out, and I just sort of decided to go along for the ride. It’s not the concept of aliens that I hate (I’m actually quite fascinated by it), and it is most certainly not the gorgeous 1980s gore in the case of Alien. It’s just that the aliens ALWAYS turn out to be evil and then proceed to attempt or successfully kill off everyone. How incrediblly depressing to think that apprently every single other life form out there feels the need to exterminate the human race. And a bit dull. Let’s stop being predictable Mr. Aliens, please. However, I suppose the director or producer is more to blame than the aliens themselves. Do these people get some sort of perverse pleasure from it? Are they living vicarioulsy through the aliens that kill off the population’s masses? What pleasant people. I just should invite them for tea sometime. Actually, I dislike tea so never mind. Maybe some coffee instead. With cake. That sounds nice. Maybe I would like alien movies then. It’s a theory. Anyway, alien movies come second to apocalyptic movies. I don’t really get any joy from watching Earth get destroyed in various manners.You could almost call it a pet peeve. I think I’ll stick to the reality of the planet currently remaining intact. It’s just a personal preference of mine.

 

So, on a completely different note, I wanted to draw a fairy today in my sketchbook and accidentally ended up drawing Tinkerbell. Woops. It honestly wasn’t my intention. Originally I imagined a more war-like fairy in armor and whatnot. That obviously did not happen. I don’t know why. Apparently, I don’t have control of my hand. It’s something I probably need to look into. Might need to take a trip to the doctors. Anyway, I posted it below, so enjoy

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