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An Essay for an Art History Class

Memento Mori, “To This Favour,” 1879 Oil on canvas William Michael Harnett (American, born Ireland, 1848-1892) The Latin Term memento mori describes a traditional subject in art that addresses mortality. In Harnett’s example, the extinguished candle, spent hourglass, and skull … Continue reading

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Worst. Essay. Ever.

Before reading this I feel it is important to understand the context under which it was written. This is an Art History class for non-art majors, focusing on the renaissance through cubism. This is for exam two. The class is … Continue reading

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Bye Bye Dagwood

We got Dagwood a year ago. He was previously owned by a crazy cat hoarder that lost her home. All the cats were put up for adoption and he was lucky enough to be adopted by couple in North Royalton. … Continue reading

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(Modified) Lyrics to a TMBG song.

I’m older than I’ve ever been. And now I’m even older. And now I’m older still. Fedex attempted to deliver my birthday present today, but a signature was required and no one was home to receive it. My class let … Continue reading

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The Something Store

Let me tell you something about the Something Store. Avid readers (*snerk*) may remember my previous post about the site. After reviewing my Google Checkout history, I’ve ordered 51 Somethings since November of last year. Wowzers! No wonder they were … Continue reading

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An Old Short

Originally posted on TCB Mon, 15 Dec 2003 01:27:59 GMT Sandra sat at the terminal, leaning on her crossed arms in front of the keyboard. She couldn’t believe what was happening. Shock, worry, fear, and all the emotions she was … Continue reading

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Dream 2009.05.27

I wish I had more time to write this out. For now it’ll just be a braindump so I don’t forget it. The dream started with James and I going to Florida. (I have had two previous dreams wherin we … Continue reading

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Foreign Transaction Fees for USD to USD

I, like many others out there, avidly review my credit card statements. I view the card’s activity online before statements to make sure there aren’t any unauthorized purchases on there. I don’t think I’ve actually found any in the eight … Continue reading

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Sleep

Not every time we sleep do we reach a deep enough state to dream. For weeks my rest has been frequently interrupted and it seemed I’d never dream. After roaming around the house for some time in a half-coherent stupor … Continue reading

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As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, stuff started from a watercolor of the ice angel. On the right you will find the mutilated image. For some reason, after scanning original a decade ago I plonked it into photoshop and inverted … Continue reading

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HQotD

As I sit in this gliding rocker at 3 am, having just fed my son a bottle of milk, I’ve come to realise that I’ve done some impossible things. Years ago, when some of my online friends first met me, … Continue reading

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Posting Art Isn’t At All Like Posting About Babies

Since I haven’t posted much since Jonas’s birth, and no art at all in that time, here’s a piece that I still actually like. It’s half-scribble, half detail because I just didn’t want to work on it more than one … Continue reading

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Angels of Ice and Fire

Same images, different medium, different text. My breech baby (who has hair already, I’m told. Yay ultrasounds!) is facing the the wrong way in both ways. It’s like he’s hugging my spine. I had an extremely painful dream wherein my … Continue reading

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Bad Everything Day

Hey guys, I got a doctor’s appointment right at 7:30 AM to get some more testing done to see if this baby is killing me or not (so far it’s not). Last night, eating dinner around 6:30, I suddenly and … Continue reading

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Morphology of the Cork Board

Originally created 21 September 2002. The final project for Graphic Design I at the art academy I attended was to make a book. Not only did we have to write a story, we had to construct the book. The only … Continue reading

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Dog ….. 1200%

“Each dog is the size of three dogs and they have four of them. That is twelve times the daily recommended dose of dog.” – Jorenko

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This Cat…

… is my favorite cat. She is one of three cats living in this house, and the only one that isn’t afraid to sleep on someone. This cat has an enlarged lymph node in her chest that has been preventing … Continue reading

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Protected: [07:16:38] <+Meddygon> I HAVE A STRONG DISTASTE FOR THE MAJORITY OF RETAIL CHAINS.

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The Something Store

For those of you who don’t know what to get someone for Christmas, get them a Something. I first heard about the Something Store on NPR earlier this year and bought something just to see if this place was real, … Continue reading

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Schroe Dot Org’s Florida Vacation

Jor and I were away for the past week (not that you’d have noticed with the normal amount of updates here). I’ve added a link to our Picasa photo gallery on the right hand side, with hundreds of pictures from … Continue reading

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MY GOODNESS, I HAVE NOT KNOWN PAIN LIKE THIS FOR AGES.

What I thought was allergies over the weekend fucking with my head has culminated into something more sinister. My stomach feels to be in knots, or having difficulty passing a bowling ball through my intestines or something. By gum, this … Continue reading

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On the Rain-Slick Precipice of Darkness, Episode One

I am enjoying this point-n-click adventure with combat system reminiscent of Chrono Trigger with a hint of Wario Ware. On the Rain-Slick Precipice of Darkness, Episode One: great game or greatest game? (hint: neither) Good game. Certainly hilarious at times, … Continue reading

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The River (part 3)

(originally written 2004-2005) Chapter 3 Dreams The rest of the day went as usual and the evening just as well. I left the dock when the sun went behind the buildings and I could no longer paint with any natural … Continue reading

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The River (part 1)

(Originally written in late 2004)  Chapter 1 The Chase The river was beautiful. It was as clear as filtered and processed water, but it was natural. The sky reflected perfectly making it the brightest blue. Not even the riverbed could … Continue reading

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.odt

One must understand that in this profession there is a likelihood of hearing firsthand a man’s descent into madness. It is not often that this is heard, however, as most patients are brought to us already gripped by insanity’s claws, … Continue reading

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