Just a Little Something I Whipped Up...

Hey guys, well...I'm fair bored to say the least. SO I decided I'd practice my drawing again.

Now, the drawing itself was drawn quick, roughly and is in no way the best I could do...but I'm still happy with it overall. I've always had a tad bit of a problem shading with pencil  ( usually due to my left handedness + smudging my entire drawing with my gigantic hand ) so I have a way to go yet to improve.

So anyway, time to show ye:

It looks a little bit weird to be honest and the child is most definitely deformed...but I think more extreme forms of art grab attention better. I might try draw a few more things in the following week!

mark x

A Touch of Nostalgia

Hey guys,

First off..I've had absolutely no time to even contemplate drawing this week. With my doggy dying and coming back home, it really took a chunk out of my time unfortunately. However, amidst all the doom and gloom of my life I came across my old art portfolio circa 2008-2009 and surprisingly I wasn't too bad...

My first series of images is from my preliminary Leaving Cert. Mock 2009. I was head over heels with Da Vinci and anatomical figures. I also threw in a twist of Celtic designs and a map design to incorporate the aged style into my poster.

A few close ups

I've never been a big fan of oil pastel, so clearly when forced to do it, it turned out quite lackluster on the brain.

Now onto the finished product of those! I incorporated a few of the designs together to create a cohesive poster, which seems like absolute decades ago now!

This poster was supposed to read "Natural Art History" or some bollocks I can't remember. The lettering however was actually atrocious...like, severely so. I tried to incorporate the eye into a skull with  an *cough* attempt to show some form of muscle ( absolute fail ) but overall I thought I got my point across. I absolutely that decrepit man and thought; ah let his brains hang out for the craic like...

An area I wasn't completely skilled in was painting. To be honest i busted my ass painting over and over whilst trying not to ram my No.6  DALER- ROWNEY down her bloody throat. Eventually however, I got some ability!

Painting No.1:  The Face:

Her eyes are a bit small for her ehm, colossal face, I think I didn't fully commit on this painting...it's not as polished as I'd like..but I developed a bit more confidence after this painting in terms of execution and also shading.

Painting No.2:  The Ex Wife:

                                                           Her face actually killed me

I had a few more pieces of work however, my friends managed to steal them for their own bedrooms. Quite flattering if I do say so myself! Hope ye enjoyed some of my better works.

Mark x

A Revival of Sorts

Hey guys...It's been AGES since I've blogged; simply because I had nothing to blog about. DEEP isn't it...

I realised today that my daily routine revolves around:

1.Eating
2.Going to college
3.Eating during lectures
4.Rushing to take down lecture notes while eating
5.Not hearing what the lecturer said due to my constant munching noises
6.Hanging out with friends, going home and eating
7.Showering (and no, not eating...I have some dignity left)
8.Tea
9.Drinking myself to oblivion
10.Facebook
11.Boyfriend (This sequence does not dictate the order in which I prefer...Jason merely ended up here...please don't cut me)

So...I decided it's time for a new direction of sorts via a hobby. God knows I'm just gonna turn into some form of pervert by randomly googling things!

In a sense im trying to revive a piece of me that I long believed to be extinct. You couldn't really blame me with the constant lab reports telling me "DO THIS NOT THAT" and "DRAWING CONSISTS OF LITTLE DETAIL"...well then, why actually bother? All this science has severely dulled my creativity and my drawing skills. So..yeah, I'm gonna bombard your eyes with drawings I've done! Now don't expect Da Vinci levels of excellence (although at one stage I was SO close to being that good). I'm starting at the extreme basics and learning how to draw again, therefore patience will be needed.

OH...a little bit about my kind of art. I LOVE graphic, pain, misery, gore, dark and disturbing. My best drawing consisted of a child hanging out of his mothers womb (yeah I know..I'm weird...but ye all knew I did other things than just pronounce "COOKBOOK and YOGhurt" differently). However I'm miles behind my old artistic flare and need to start from scratch!

So..after all this rubbish it's time just to stick in a little photo so you can judge if I can actually draw. I like drawing eyes. The windows of the soul some say, and allow us to experience things one could not even begin to imagine. Now remember....basic basic basic until I develop some more confidence in my drawings:

It's time to judge my lack of taste...

Alriiiiiiiiiiiiii. Today is the day I FINALLY received my ASOS order that I sent away for about ehm..2 years ago.  I thought i'd show you the stuff I bought considering I just got A NEW CAMERA (my first one hence the shit photos, soz)

No.1: Fucking GORGE:

I seen this t-shirt on the site and thought...hmm...it's alright..I may as well buy it. THANK JAYSUS I DID! It was the first item I lifted out of the box and instantly fell in love with it.

It's so simple and sits perfectly below my waist line. (Don't judge the sheet in the background either...just don't) I love the scattered effect of colour and also the miniature punch-hole designs. I'll be living out of this once college starts again.

No.2: Jizz Jumper:

I've actually died. Seriously. This jumper completes me. I'm a huge fan of black and white, simplicity. This jumper is the definition of my style. It just screams instant classic to me.

                                                          I want to marry this jumper

No.3: Simple, yet different:

I bought this t-shirt on a whim. It is underwhelming to be frank. However I do like the asymmetric hemline and it could work with a more rockish outfit as a base with more loud clothes and severely skinny skinnies (my fave).

No.4: Print city:

Anyone who knows me knows that I have a slight fetish for prints. I came across this top and tried not to jizz myself. I actually had a minor spaz attack when I thought the only available size was a large. Luckily my eyes were being bastards.

I love love love this beyond words. If anyone tries to destroy it at any of my parties or pre's, I will find you, and end you.

No. 5 Something I wouldn't normally buy:

I'm still on the fence about this shirt. I generally prefer darker shades when it comes to shirts. But, it's time to be a bit more versatile with my clothes! I do like the combo of colours and feel it suits me. It's a tad bit bright, but whatevz, I'll be ready for the circus loike.

No. 6: Oh no he didn't:

Yes people. I did it. I bought silver skinnies. I couldn't resist. I'm gonna look like such a little fag scene kid but fuck that. I'm in love. Even my mother said they looked well on me ( RARE ). I'm sure they'll turn a few heads in UCD or gleam to perfection under my sexy lab coat.

Ooft....love 'em

No.7, 8 and 9: The slick cunt:

I also bought a suit! I can finally suit up when needed for college, scaring the kiddies and what not. I decided not to opt for the classic black suit because I think it's a tad boring. Sooooooo...I bought a burgundy one! It's fecking gorge...it fits like a glove (hence i'll never be eating again) and just screams quality! I also bought a pair of patent black leather shoes to complete the look. I thought I needed a tad bit of slick git oozing from the outfit.

Not the best photo..but it does the job 

I love these shoes so much...

You shall see me wearing all these clothes VERY soon once college starts again =)

Look forward to more blogs from me!!

Mark x

I think of six impossible things before breakfast.

"I think of six impossible things before breakfast" - What an amazing quote. I feel a bit behind in the times to honestly admit that I just witnessed the mind-blowing story of Tim Burton's twist on Alice..a blonde girl with a screw loose. I'd like to interpret this into a context of my own world.

I think of six impossible things before breakfast - 


1. There is a drink that can make me shrink: 


This is called vodka. A magical elixir that results in me getting: naked, sick, unwound, and ultimately, results in me lying on the floor crying for my mother to stick me on a donor list for a new liver. Any experience I've had with this poison resulted in an unending ball of shame and lack of dignity. My most vivid memory of vodka was getting semi naked and mounting a girl on Nassau Street across a mini-billboard. YES..that was me.. (the shame)

2. There is a cake that can make me grow:

Well...one instant reaction occurs. BAHAHAHAHAHA....cake + me = fat. The word equation people should keep a bit closer to their heart. There's no point in being the jovial fat man if you're too fat to fucking move. On a more personal note, I did have an amazing cake yest. My lungs were actually crying when I was throwing the beast down me! Fucking AMAZEBALLS!!!!!! 

This is an image of my impending death.

I thought I'd be adventurous and try a Chocolate and Baileys sponge cake. I'm still full just looking at it.

3. Animals can talk:


Maybe not directly. But the eyes are the windows to the soul apparently (who knew). When I look at my adorable little King Charles doggy jessie I know exactly what she's saying. If anything it's a classic example of a gesture being more powerful than words. I would upload a picture of her, but being prehistoric I still don't own a bloody camera and my new phone didn't come with a usb cable (WTF).

4. There is a cat that can disappear:


Well, I don't like cats. So all I can say is: Fuck off.

5. There is a place called Wonderland:


This would be my most favourite "impossible" thing. Although in my own experience there really is a place called Wonderland (not to be confused with Funderland). As gay as it sounds, just being around my friends creates a euphoric sense of wonder, amazement, joy, happiness. All the wonders, technologies, experiences of the world are nothing unless they can be shared. Why I could in fact fall down a hole and enter a new world with horses riding unicycles and shoes talking (although shoes do actually talk to me) and feel amazing, until the novelty wore off and I realized the fact that I was alone. A lot can be said for friendship and without it I would honestly die.

6. I can slay the Jabberwocky:


Number 6 really does fuck up my beautiful symmetry here. I'm just gonna say that the Jabberwocky roughly translates to exams. We all slay them. BOOM.

Stay tuned for more silly blog posts from me! =)

Mark x

A few thoughts...

Hey all - Happy New Years - I hope you all had a great time with your families! I actually had an amazing time, surprisingly for (the place that shall not be named - not Voldemort! Ah bollocks I just said Voldemort).


Today was the day I became a Godfather! I was beyond excited, but terrified at the same time. I have awful stage fright when it comes to me having to do ANYTHING out of my comfort zone. Even around family I can't really be myself! I'm surprisingly shy and reserved, although my sense of humour is not exactly taken as well down here as in Dublin. I even find myself saying "JAYSUS mark WTF is wrong with you!?" but that's just how it is. I sat at a dinner table today for 3 hours and spoke approx. 


37 words. ME + 37 words = sleep talk!  


I don't know why I get so shy at all. And omg...I got called Jedward today. JEDWARD....not funny.com! Although I must admit my grandad tried to call me Jedward but said "Mark, your hair looks like them fellas off the telly....emm...Jedset?" I lol'd a lot at that. I'm still such a little girl when it comes to this stuff though. I generally walk with my head down just so I avoid confrontation or people staring at me. It's pretty pathetic but it got me through some hard times! I will however NEVER compromise my style in order to avoid drama. I wear stretch skinny jeans. My legs are better than yours. Get over it! A lot of my gay friends tell me they wear less "flamboyant" clothing when going back home to avoid getting their heads kicked in, but if you can't be yourself at home then when can you be yourself? I guess im just a bit simple minded in my views.

However:

I just wanted to use a purple heading there.

Ah no....2010 has been quite an average year. I did however meet some unforgettable people, some close friends and formed a really good abusive relationship with my best friend! It also ended on a high with an amazing house party and the ever elusive new years kiss. (Yes people I got mine...Ohhh yeaaaaah)

I look forward to all the new adventures that await me in 2011.

What to look forward to:

New style
More adventures
More sex (shur gewaan)
More EVERYTHING (except an STI)

This blog is quite random tonight - fuck it.

Look forward to blog No.2 when I'll speak about a topic I LOVE <3

Mark x

Stop Blogging Your Heart Out

Hi guys! I'm Mark and I shall be slowly easing you into my madness! I'm going to keep things short and simple for now and just let you know of my plans for this blog. Quite possibly a Carrie Bradshaw meets country boy meets copious amounts of alcohol meets fashion. With sex thrown in frequently. Stay tuned kids...