I'm Stray, or Jeff if you want to get familiar. I'm an artist, music maker, aspiring writer, goofball, geek, nerd, and dork. I design graphics for t-shirts for money.This blog is mainly for my own artwork. I also make daily confessions and daily music posts. Art posted in my blog is mine unless otherwise noted.
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I was on the bus and I saw an overweight caucasian male with a 7-11 employee shirt on reading a bible, his name tag said “Don”. I just felt like I was looking at America.
I like books.
I’ve had better days, I’m stressed out and I have a splitting headache and I’m nauseous, and I realized today that I’m probably never ever going to have super powers, so that dream is dead.
must’ve been a REAL ASSHOLE in a past life
eyyyyy you want to pay me to draw somethin? Cause I am definitely into that.
Yo. More commissions please.
An excerpt from my book of library selfies I’ll be publishing.
I saw Philomena, and I feel like it’s the least talked about of the Oscar best picture nominees, but for me one of the ones I enjoyed most. Judi Dench is great in it, and the subject matter is heavy but there’s a lot of levity so it’s not depressing. Good stuff. Watch it.
We all know that I’m a very popular taste maker, so I just wanted to put that out there.
Yo, FYI, you can get this design on a shirt, or a phone case. Going to be making some of my other designs available as phone cases too shortly. So if that’s a thing you are into… cool.
Aw shit you’re going to make me rant about X-Men. X-Men was so good. Like, as a kid, I feel every show I had watched up to that point was casual watching, and X-Men was the first thing I felt emotionally affected by when watching. I feel like it was the first thing, at least in my world, that wasn’t just neat and formulaic. I didn’t know what was going to happen. When they fought bad guys they mostly got their asses kicked, and sometimes they didn’t even win, when they did triumph it felt earned, the good guys didn’t even all get along, and at the end of every episode they’re still hated by mankind, and there was death and loss and unrequited love and trauma and very heady ideas etc etc. It was like my Breaking Bad or Walking Dead as a kid.
also GOOD ANSWER BY ME!
I was standing in line at the line standing store, and this lady in front of me had these 2 little rambunctious kids (btw super proud of myself for spelling rambunctious correctly on the first shot) that were being little rambunctious kids. They were a boy and a girl, and I’m not good at ages but I’d say they were about 3 to 4. For whatever reason the boy started crying, and the mom was like “You’re a girl.” and he was like “No I’m not! I’m a boy!” and she was like “No, you’re a girl.” and he was like “I’m a boy!” and she was like “You’re crying like a girl so you must be a girl.” And I was just watching like holy shit, this is exactly how people become fucked up. It’s like I’m witnessing the genesis of these two individuals deeply ingrained issues. It’s terrible for the boy to learn that having emotions is a feminine quality and something to be ashamed of, and just as terrible for the girl to see “you’re a girl” be used to shame a boy, as if what she is is inherently inferior. I can only hope that they unlearn that shit later down the line.
I feel like everywhere I look people are just being super shitty parents turning their kids into eventually shitty adults most likely. It deeply worries me.
ALRIGHT GOOD TALK! I LOVE YOU!