I may have to make wallpaper with this type of pattern.
That’s it for tonight. Y’all’ve been swell.
-Aidan
I call this one Beltway because it was the first word that came to mind.
It’s on an 11×14 sheet in a snazzy sketchbook.
Pardon the low-quality file and strange lighting and weird shadows.
I won’t complain if you don’t.
Honestly, if I start to upload things this way, you’re going to get sick of my drawings.
Not because of the image quality, but because of the frequency of those uploads.
I doodle a lot. On a lot of different things.
Well, I hope you don’t (whoever you are).
-Aidan
Temporal archaeology discusses the cosmos,
dissecting, directing and flooding our circuits
with a panoply of round figures destined to intimidate
and eventually sink into their built-up condominiums.
Sheep lift their heads as the grass ripples.
Flanking the misogynistic brooch is an insecure medallion,
gaudy, cumbersome, more valuable than it’s worth.
Do I hear an opening bid?
I most certainly don’t.
Well people, I don’t much blame you. These things are hideous.
But in all seriousness, let’s give it the old college try.
Save the Volcanoes can really use your generous donations.
Honestly, you can buy this set and toss it in the trash for all I care.
Come on, all I need is one bid.
Oh I see, anyone who would commit funds to these atrocities is worried
that they’re doomed to never live it down in their social circles.
You’re all buffoons.
I’ll just buy them for five bucks so we can get on with the auction.
Sold to the man with common sense for five bucks.