I literally passed out on my bed with all my sketchbooks. The last thing I remembered was getting picked up by a couple of friends, having a drink with them, then coming back home again. I woke up with fucking blue and yellow paint on my face. Apparently, I had starting working on an art piece. What was I going to draw?
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Artface
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