I know, I know, I should be writing about the election, which decends upon us by the minute. But you know what, as always, I live in the
future. And here, five hours from any time someone in Toronto could understand, and basically eons from the west coast, I can tell you such things as electoral policies have already sunk into the setting sun. I mean, try to imagine that we were protesting when Clinton was in charge, which now, seems abit like passing out leaflets in eden.
Anyways, and not too importantly, here are some of the first stencils I've been making.
I can't draw an original image to save my life, so everything is just drawn free hand from some image someone else has done. The pony was for Jess, but somehow with the neck of a giraffe. And it ended up somewhat pregnant.
man, I suck at this.
Oh well, when one is barely employed, one is a assuredly an anarchist.
n.
p.s. Mr. Nader, it's just not the same without you.
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