I don't usually get chances where it's socially acceptable to brag about myself, and I usually don't, but I might as well be confident in advertising myself, right?
Let's see... My name is Tom, and my favorite nickname I've been tagged with is "Fypps," which is short for "Finnish-Gypsy."I'm half Finnish-Jewish-Orthodox-Gypsy, and half German-British-ish.
Where many mothers play Baroque, Classical, and Romantic Era symphonies while their cute lil' fetus is in the womb, MY mom played me Hendrix, The Grateful Dead, and The Beatles. Thank you Mom :). My top 5 favorite bands, in no specific order, are Pink Floyd, Gogol Bordello, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Foo Fighters, and The Beatles. I love TONS more, though. I don't hate any genre of music, just specific performers. Know what I mean?
Um, I draw, sing, write, play guitar, spar, act, and other stuff along those lines. I'm pretty good at all those things, but I'm always trying hard to get better at 'em, you know?
For a career, I plan to make comics, cartoons, movies, records, paintings, games, etc. and to use most of my earnings to fund any other artistic endeavors I have, so I can make sure that my works are of the best possible quality, for all to enjoy and/or scoff.
It sounds like a juvenile and simplistic plan for my life, I know, but have you heard any of my full on plot descriptions? I pack them with all the originality, creative details, interesting, 3-dimensional characters, deep, philosophical and sociological themes, and beautiful, artistic sensory depictions of my intended subject that I can muster. All the while, I always make sure I'm accepting critique, trying to branch out into new styles, and most importantly, always giving my best effort to make each serious piece I create better in every way than the last one, and analyzing every piece I do for things to improve on (doodles, practice works, and shits n' gigg's aside, obviously).
At this point you may think, "Well, he certainly sounds confident, but what's he gonna do if his precious, hyped-up plot is rejected by the publishers?"
My answer is, "Dude, I got, like 9 more."
lol I'm done bragging about myself. It feels so weird.
DO A BLOOD POWERED BICYCLE PIECE. I won't sue or anything, and it's not like you have to go around telling everyone I came up with it. I just want to start an artistic trend, not for fame, but for the satisfaction derived from teaching people to directly convert inspiration into substance, regardless of whether or not it's perfect. Maybe its a bit cocky. Well, I'll admit to being a bit cocky or stuck-up. Shit, call me a cancerous, infestation-ridden whore and I won't argue, as long as I know that someone out there feels more confident in their ability to create because of the Blood Powered Bicycle.
Here's all you gotta do to start:
Draw, paint, sculpt, or write in a way that can't be erased, and put whatever the first thing that pops into your head down first, followed by the second, etc. and allow yourself to be truly random, as opposed to TRYING to be random. MONKIES, NINJAS, AND PIE ARE NOT RANDOM ANYMORE. You killed them, internet. You killed them
So, Yeah. Just pen, no pencil. Just paint, no white-outs. Just slapping on clay, no tearing it off. Erasers and white out are for doing taxes and people with low self-esteem. If you fuck up, convince your audience you meant to do it. make it work without deleting anything. Let the ideas flow onto the page uninhibited by doubt or mental filters. Your ever-frustrating perfectionism will eventually disappear, and you're skills and technique will actually improve faster.
After you're finished, all I ask is that you tag it with the Blood Powered Bicycle logo; the little heart with the pipe connecting to the bike on all my BPB pieces. then post it, and spread the word of BPB, not of me. Teach others to play the song, as opposed to teaching others of the guy who composed the first arrangement.
Music: Nearer my God to thee (the modern acapella one)
Yeah, sorry about the little vacation. First I had the opera performance to do, then I got stomach flu, then I had to do a Choir Concert... wait, no... I got the minor concussion on the right BEFORE the choir concert. Yeah that's right. Then last week was the end of the Quarter, so I was all busy with midterms and....
You know what? Excuses, excuses... yak yak yak , what the fuck ever.
I'm back people, simple as that. I spent all night uploading a shit-ton of all the cool works I've been doing for the last almost-month, all for your enjoyment, and for my betterment.
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lol I'm done bragging about myself. It feels so weird.
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