Friday, January 29, 2010

The God that has failed

well, here are my two buddies whom i have created back in 2008/09. first one is made of clay and the 2nd one is made of cardboard. well, they are my first sculptures and i liked them a lot cause of the appreciation i have received gave me moral boost to step ahead. Alas, like God i can't make them alive- but if they are taken care of well, they will last longer than me. :)

the sculpture in primary stage with model Mr. Daze

Final Submission.


Sculpture: Endoskeleton



Endoskeleton going Punk!!!

Thanks for staying here with your precious moments.

Charcoal Dust



These would be some drawings i did back in late 2008 with Ms. Paula Jane. We used our fingers and charcoal dust to draw a map of the image and mark making. Then with some charcoal stick u did a little bit of detail as viewers can find. I think we were given 90 seconds for each figure. Later we moved for drawings with more time. same media is used, we did portrait of our model and we had 20 minutes for each portrait. Here is one I think viewers would like to see-



At the end of the school year in 2009 April we had some extra classes taken by our course coordinator Mr. Phinton Mahon. We were free to use any kind of art material we would like and I did a full portrait of our model in 4 minutes using same tech, but less details on charcoal powder, rather used charcoal sticks to put strong lines and so-


Hope you guys had fun 8)...
Dust to dust.

-Mr.Gein

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Diary of a Madman




Screaming at the window
Watch me die another day
Hopeless situation endless price I have to pay

Sanity now it's beyond me there's no choice

Diary of a madman
Walk the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary I'm here to stay

Manic depression befriends me
Hear his voice
Sanity now it's beyond me
There's no choice

A sickened mind and spirit
The mirror tells me lies
Could I mistake myself for someone
Who lives behind my eyes
Will he escape my soul
Or will he live in me
Is he tryin' to get out or tryin' to enter me

Voices in the darkness
Scream away my mental health
Can I ask a question
To help me save me from myself

Enemies fill up the pages
Are they me
Monday till Sunday in stages
Set me free