An Ambitious Distraction.

It's been months since I've posted anything in this blog.
I've meant to.
I've had things to show.
I'm not going to kid you, I'm just lazy.

Speaking of laziness...
My best friend, who is an extremely talented musician (you can follow his blog here and his twitter here) and I were discussing the virtuosity of our procrastination abilities the other day.
This led to one of our usual "this'd be a really great idea if we weren't so lazy" ideas.
Well dagnabit, I'm gonna hold up my end so help me.

The idea:
We're going to make a book of short stories and an accompanying audio CD.
All of this was sparked by my first stab at a short story on my SEESide Blog.
I'll be writing more of these short stories and he'll be writing short songs that are patterned after each story.
Basically, track 1 on the CD would be a spoken word version of the short story and then at a certain point the song would melt in; the story would finish and onto the next tract.
We'll see how it goes.
I'm hoping to add some art to the book and maybe even bring in our amazingly gifted friend Chance Raspberry (you can follow his blog here) for some artwork or sketches.
Who knows?
For now, it's all about the baby steps.
As of this moment I've got two short stories written with two more in the pipe.
Both of them would make my AP Literature professor keel over and die of several strokes and a heart-attack or two, but that's kind of the glory in them.
They aren't stuffy.
Not overdone.
They're a bit guerrilla-warfare.
A bit punk.
Screw it, I like 'em.
Time to write more.

-Drew

(“There are three things men can do with women: love them, suffer for them, or turn them into literature.” -Stephen Stills)

Polycephaly.

There's been the large issue of convergience that I’ve been dealing with lately.
The “Diem Studios” blog had become much ado about poetry and little to do with my artwork and my budding freelance work.
While I love what it has become (in certain ways), it isn’t a good representation of Diem Studios.
I became less and less interested with the world being able to see my innermost thoughts by googling my name.
A solution didn’t seem obvious.
My entries have tapered off and become less and less truthful and candid.
Then it came to me.
I was looking at Heracles and the Lernaean Hydra by Gustave Moreau.
The Hydra sparked the idea.
The Hydra with many heads.
It came to me in a flash.
Separate the ideas.
A new blog for my art business.
A new blog for my heart business.

So it shall be.
The new blog will be a much more private affair.
If you want in on what equates as my personal diary, send an E-mail to diemstudios@gmail.com and explain in 10 words or less why I should allow you access to it.
As for the Diem Studios blog; I plan on posting more.
More about the major projects I’m working on, more samplings of my little snippets of art.
We’ll see how it goes.

-Drew
(“In art the hand can never execute anything higher than the heart can inspire” -Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Good news.

Brick by Brick by The Yacht Fund.
Available now.
iTunes.


(Click me!)

The single is also available on:
AmazonMp3
and
Napster

-Drew

Brick By Artwork.

I promised some art-related news and damn it, I'm making good.
Mixing and mastering for The Yacht Fund's first single Brick By Brick is done.
We'll be sending it off to the interwebs to be distributed to all of the world's major online MP3 retailers.
I'll keep you updated as to when it becomes available (it has a lot of hoops to jump through to get to your browser).
I'm proud to have been part of the process with such a talented artist as Ryan McKendall.
The whole thing from start to finish was a raging sea, but I can say with complete honesty, it was worth the ride.
And now, for my own personal moment of zen.
I now present to you the official Brick By Brick single artwork:


-Drew
("I can see a different life from this rooftop view of the city;
It's breathing life into me" -The Yacht Fund)

Memorial.

The most difficult thing I've ever designed.
I don't mean that in the sense that, skill-wise, it was difficult.
I mean that in the sense that it was hard to use my creative mind for something that hurt.
It became easier when I thought of the people it will help.
Now, even though a small gesture, she can live on in their hearts.

The horse shoes were re-drawn from a tiny photo of her tiny tattoo.

You touched my life in more ways than you'll ever know.
You changed it in ways everyone will soon find out.
We will miss you.

-Drew

Exactly.

My Newest Obsession.

Obey.
Bared Beanie.
So good.
You can't get one either.
That good.

Drew
("You see things; and you say 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say 'Why not?'" -Shaw)