The artistic process can never be a complete science, it's more of a flow of unforeseeable(btw, holy shit that's actually a word?). This can be seen here, what started out as a chance to learn from an amazing drawing found in Avant Garde(thanks goes out to Lochness), quickly became a symbol of greed from my perception, which then quickly became my opportunity to add to something classic.
It's also amazing the affects music has on the hand ranging from Gucci Mane, to Biggie, to Wu, and now listening to Curtains, but as I sit here taking in the audio of some great music, and visuals of disgusting Johnny Test. I don't hate a lot of stuff, but this show gets on my last nerve, so I think Mr. Greed is gonna lose a cheek or something.
