Plain Ole Day.

[Escuela Hispana en el Condado de Orange. Fullerton, CA.2006]

I received my test scores. Pathetic. I think I should've actually studied. I feel like an idiot because I did STUPID MISTAKES! Dumb math.
I had a pleasant ride on the bus today though, I wasn't harassed too much or felt degraded by the Lollipop gang [that story to come soon].

Great, I just discovered that my little sister has just dedicated a spider to me. The little creature's name is Carla.
She HATES spiders.
I guess now I know how she feels about me- this is just as bad as when she comes up to you and sneezes at your face, releasing her disgusting mucous upon your make-up [as is always my case].
I don't know why the hell she does that.
It must be her autistic-silent boyfriend, for they share a common bond of silence.
Ah, children- please God, don't curse me with a batch of my own.
But I do like taking pictures of unsuspecting people on the bus.

'Cept for that guy on the left who did not want his picture taken- my stealth skills are alright.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Oh, have I said how MUCH I hate Bendy buses??? ugh.

Exams.

They're the reason why I haven't posted anything juicy as of late. So 'til i finish up on these exams/projects- the posts will be menial.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Golden Spoon:Delicacy.

I finally got to hang out with my cousin today. She had to run a few errands, and she took this opportunity to have me go along with her. It was nice. I miss those good ole days. We went around, and we both have been craving Golden Spoon for the longest time.
It is some of the best frozen yogurt I've had in ages.

Doesn't it look marvelous? It felt even better as the delicious taste of vanilla and boysenberry [yum] melted in my mouth. Ok, almost too sexual. Haha.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Photography Gone Wrong [but cool].

Today, I was going to take pictures of my horrendous koi pond, so I could share with the whole world the horror on L.A. ponds. The pictures were really ugly, but I did not get the desired effect- so I will not be posting those.
The koi pond is set in front of my brother's place, so I decided to play spy and take pictures of him and his girlfriend in action.
That means he is playing Warcraft and she is sorting her Mary Kay stock, you sickos.
Since I know I am building up tension [not] here are the pictures:

The pictures look they're Photoshop-ed, but without Photoshop. Fantabulous.

Maybe I should be doing work like this.
Like my shirt??? It's from London :)

Until then, The Gomez is out.

It Sounds like a Good Plan.

Well, a GREAT PLAN.
You would never expect it. I think I will move to London and open a Mexican restaurant.

Possitudely [Positive + Absolutely] Genius.

Gotta get those Londoners accustomed to spicy, good food. I little bird told me that people over there are all about "ethnic" food. What could be more ethnic than Mexican?! Come on.
Haha.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

El Papichis.

Mon Pere [Incomplete. 2006]

Mon Pere,detail. [Incomplete, 2006.]

I have progressed alittle more on my father's portrait.
I hate it when I get worked up about a piece of mine and then it'll go through a LONG period of nothingness.
Bad artist's habit. Ugh.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Not a Perk.

I really can not stand living in a religious household. Right now, I'm having to go through a stupid fast because God-knows-what is today.
I just want to dig into the shrimp....but my ole lady practically lives in the kitchen.
Ugh.
Hungry.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

NO!

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How can this be?!
I didn't know the Routemasters cease to exist!!!

No!!!!!!!! How am I supposed to have fun now!?!?!?!?!?

IM SO MAD!

fuming..................THE GOMEZ IS FUMING!

Canvas Backs.

...are a really fun surface to entertain and express yourself, especially when you are sitting in a four-hour painting class. These doodlies are from high school [oh, so nostalgic] but i think I should get back to moving forward- I just haven't made a lot of noteworthy work as of late, because of Caw-lej and all the shit that goes along with a shitty school.
Anywho, yes the picture is small, but that is why you click on it....it SHOULD work.
Okey.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

I've Got Problems

...with blogger right now! I have posted like two other posts, and they won't show up. I bet this one won't either.
What the fuck.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Scaley, Raspy...

Disgusting voice-o-mine.

I sound like an elephant with lung cancer.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Oh boy!

Yes, it IS my third post, but if you've read my past entries.. you'll know why I've spent my whole day at home. Anywho, I am excited because my best friend is coming for the week...or three days.

Woohoo!

Is she for a surprise...

I have burned a CD with Raghav songs.
He's a Canadian Indian hip hop kid with a flair of classical Indian beats. I like.

I totally love his style. Of dress, I mean.

Until then, The Gomez is out [for sure].

A Fantabulous Idea.

Yesterday marked the official beginning of my spring break. What a fucking joke this is- I begin it with an awful case of allergies. Therefore, I decided to catch up on my blog reading, and I came across a FANTABULOUS [fantastic + fabulous] website. Diamond Geezer is the name, and borough* exploring is his game for one day [out of every three months or so]. That made me want to go explore my own city.

But Rowland Heights??? There really isn't much.
It is not a large city, and all there really is to do is go-karting and going to Asian restaurants GA-Lore! Not that I dislike the food, cos I keep getting fat in the process---but I wish we had some historic buildings or SOMETHING!

See, for the blog above, London is a place of mystery, fun, and history. I LOVED it when I went there for the first time.

LOVED LONDON.

Anywho, Rowland Heights is not much of a site. We do have a lot of little plazas that boast overaffluence [Mercedes, BMWs, Vuitton purses, Gucci, etc] and at the same time sell the cheapy, one-dollar trinkets that I love.

Restaurants everywhere.

and one mall where you go if you want to see EVERY FUCKING person from Rowland and neighboring cities.

Oh my goodness, how can I be so stupid.....Rowland Heights isn't even a city! My godm thats right-that is why we borrow all the cops and fire stations, ambulances, etc....and to say that there is not one day that I do not hear that loud siren wailing up and down my busy street.
That is how it is .

I want to move, but at the same time-- I would terribly miss this place.

Until then, The Gomez is out.
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*boroughs: the only way I can explain boroughs [in an American perspective] is for example: Los Angeles County- there are parts like the San gabriel valley, Downtown LA, South Central, West Los Angeles, and so forth. Think of communities rather than individual cities or counties.

Ugh, Now I'm REALLY sick.

Nothing, Really. [out of many Nothings]

Poor Paloma remains sick. She is all pale.

I lucked out and got her to smile.

Yes, that is Sully from Monsters Inc.
Boy, I am getting fat.
...I need to lay off Mrs. Kang's cooking- but it's so good. My cheeks are like squirrel status!

Anywho, I made myself a healthy lunch, because for the longest time my mother refused to let me make my own food- but everyone else in the house eats red meat.

I have been trying to get rid of my meat-eating habits for good. So I settle for seafood [I could never let that go!] and tofu.
-TODAY'S MENU-

~ miso soup [yum!]
~ steamed rice with rice seasoning [seaweed and sesame seeds]
~ soy/maggi sauce marinated tofu with green onions and carrots
~ Jazmine tea! [ another yum]

Since I am the only one to actually eat tofu, I find myself eating alone most of the time.

:(

However, it is nice when my sis-in-law is here. We gobble it all up.

Since she isn't here, Mr. Spider will eat the rest.

He's such a fatty. Look at him!

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Two New Projects [in the making].

Dun dun dun dunnn!

You heard right people!

I have been trying to put my new [yay!] sketchbook to good use. I've really been trying to sketch something new for everyday. See, since I do not go to art school, I feel like I am losing my technique...and I've been feeling under the weather for the past few months which equals to zero productivity and creativity.

Back to the sketch, I am apalled by the horrors of war:

I took this image from [ I think......] National Geographic. This young man's scars are a painful and aesthetically unpleasing reminder of the cruelty of mankind. In this instance, I speak of the ongoing wars and genocides all over the world.

It is STILL in the making, as you can tell...but I was so excited that I made something that I had to post it.

Speaking of which...I also have a new painting....IT'S SO NOT DONE!

So, I would appreciate it if you didn't email/comment me on how incomplete it is.

I know it is!

This is my father, yo.

If he finds out that I posted this [incomplete, yikes] piece, I will cease to exist.

...not a bad start right?

Until then, The Gomez is out.

The Adventures of Chikin Boy.

Agh, this was done before I realized that Chicken Fil-A had spelled chicken- "chikin"
...and I thought I was being original.

[online sigh]

This is Chikin Boy! A wee little shitlin, three years of age- he finds extreme fun in his chicken suit....ahem...."Chikin" suit. Can't you tell, he has that glow in his eye...
He puts on his chikin helmet. Uh-Oh! He can not see! Oh wee little boy of three, do not trip!

It was inevitable.

...and that was Chikin Boy.

Not much of an adventure.
but I tried, really.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Season's a Changin'.

Ah, I hate daylight savings time. How can some states participate in this and others not? How does that work out.
Ignorant question yes, but a good one to ask nonetheless.
...However, I will say it is a lot nicer now that i can go on my 7 pm walks AND it's still bright outside.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Just a Ramble.

Casi Maria.

This is my sketch left untitled. See the sketch on the middle-right, where it looks as if I had little rays of light coming from my hair? Well, due to that one sketch, I was going to due a piece making myself look like the virgin Mary. However, I was in no place to stir up controversy for myself. I had way too much drama from other places.

If I had continued to keep working on the religious piece, I would've made some funky title like "Casi Maria" [almost Mary].

Imagine the drama?

Hm...Well, it just didn't happen. At the same time, my illustration teacher assigned a self-portrait type of work.

Thank goodness I had the sketches above, for I had something to start on: my final piece can be seen here.

Until then, The Gomez is out.

Introducing...Part II

Okey, now for some more sketches from ye old sketchbook:
During my high school years, I was amazed at young girls' dependency on make up, as I myself wore make up evvvvvery day. Even more incredible was how older women looked with and without make up and their insatiable thirst for an unattainable beauty. Yay for wrinkles! This piece was a picture taken from an old close-up painting of a foundation bottle [yes, make-up] that was stolen from my very own locker.
The woman to the right is a willing participant in the beauty race. I exaggerated her sagging face and body. Who could it be? I have no idea- but some people say it resembled my old French teacher. Oh no, I wouldn't do such a thing...
Since I spent a lot of my time on the streets, I became a scavenger for junk. Yes, junk. One time while in Los Angeles, I found a few papers of inexplicable writings. Poems, I suppose- but they made no sense. At the same time, I had this awful crush on a dude who wouldn't even turn to see me [haha] and the poems I found had something to do with love. Oh, I wasn't in love or anything!! ...and yes, its meant to be upside-down, and the writing is not supposed to make sense. At least, it didn't to me. Lets see...
Oh, I also spent a lot of time on the bus...but it wasn't until the last few weeks of high school that the idea of drawing people sleeping dawned upon me. So, here is one of the few sketches I had of sleeping-bus-people. This magical lady is my Lola Camion [Tagalog-Spanish for "Bus grandmother" she asked me to call her that!]
Man, I look back on all these sketches, and they do not seem so amazing as i thought they were way back when...and it's only been less than three years.

Introducing...Part I

My decrepit sketchbook's cover. [click image to enlarge]

Introducing my sketchbook. May that piece of shit rest in piece, because it is evident that it went through some rough handling, haha. That thing is my best friend- holding inside one of my best drawings.[at the time-when I was in high school...] Yes, the stickers do spell out "Good Sex, mmm..." It used to have another one that said "Fuck Love" on the side...but all that remains of those high school days is "_uck"

I have a few sketches to show, so I hope you all enjoy:

A lot of my paintings were life drawing studies- since I took an illustration class for most of my time at high school, my teacher wanted us to perfect drawing from a photograph-

eventually, we got to move on to real-life models [yes, during high school...] The one pictured on the right was from a book- I think probably a few artists will recognize the woman. I know I do, haha. However, it always puzzled me as to why girls couldn't draw dudes and vice versa. I still find myself very confused drawing men, even if they are standing naked in front of me. They always end up looking like women without boobs and angular faces.

Or...could it be that men truly are women with an extension cord, breastless chests, and angular faces? Blah.

I also had an obsession with distorting outrageously beautiful people. For example, Catherine Deneuve [ I am so fucking jealous of her, she's gorgeous AND French]...I had to make her look like she lost 534098 pounds and her eyes expanded to 534098 times their original size. I thought it would've been nice to draw a body- but I just never did it.

The page ended there.

Then, there were the pieces that carried onto amazing canvas works. "La Esencia" [meaning "The Essence" in Spanish] took shape after I had an awful bout of depression [oh, artists.] and and body dysmorphic disorder. I will explain that at another time. Anywho, the sketch came out really well- I put alot of detail into making it good. I will post pictures of the final product once i get it out of storage. I do not go through so much depression now, but I think body dysmorphic disorder is something else to overcome.

It still comes to me at times...especially right now.

Ay.

As said before, click on the pictures to enlarge.

Until then , The Gomez is out.

Oh My!

Isn't this incredible? I can't believe that another version of the Mona Lisa still hangs in Florence Italy. Titled, "Mater Lacrimosa" she truly looks like she will cry.

Haha.

April Fool's, dudes.

Did I...

tell you what a great movie "Crash" is?
Yea, I recommend it.

Ok, sorry but I still have no camera- the doodles won't be in for a bit. Maybe on Sunday.

Until then, The Gomez is out.