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What all writers should confront

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Guest willy.wonka

Much props to all the writers commin up. Keep practicing every day. I have one question that everyone already has the answer to deep down inside. The question is, "Whos style do you bite?", .......fool

Its ok, don't be ashamed. Everyone has to have 'some sort of influence', unless they live somewhere in Butt-Fuck. So my challenge is for all the writters to be honest with themselves and really ask, "whos style do I bite?" I'm sure all of you will feel good when you get out of denial.

Remember this question; its good for parties and a good to scare the shit out of unsuspecting victims...:idea:

Hope you all get your kicks with this (true) question,

"WHO'S STYLE DO YOU BITE?"

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Guest blood as ink

i wouldn't say i bite style...i don't like trying to look like everyone else...most graff bores me...it all looks the same past a point,don't get me wrong i still love it but it can get real stale quick.as for style biting if i had to say someone i'd have to go with a non graffiti artist and say pushead or dr. seuss,but yet my stuff seems to not look anything like there stuff but i'm glad it doesn't i like having my own twisted thoughts doing there own thing. my friends and my surroundings also seem to have a heavy influences on me.

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Guest willy.wonka

good answer!!!

 

thats exactly what i would say!!

i travel a lot and i have seen my style recycle...i still have my own thing going on,but i see it change...its as bad as when i see that "subconciously" i draw or start to paint a letter style of my good'ol buddy over here...personally i hate it,but deep in my mind i grin about it.

i try to take that energy and push it into something i can produce.

(if that makes any sence)

my friends do influence me and as well as surroundings

good shit man

 

i bored with graff also..i love it, artistically i need to go further..i dont think i'll ever stop though.i love it too much.

 

honestly,"along with some others",totem2 is one of the prime piecers i dig right now,i dont think i'll ever try to go that route,due to the "whole wide world" is getting up on it...so i gota keep my shit hard and go my route,,see here it takes me.

 

i just really need to take my ass to art school,get taught,and then teach myself...

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i presently study asian artists work. ukiyoe is like crack to me. i love their characterizations, their use of negative space, pillar prints, shunga, landscapes. though my work doesn't quite show the influence i buy books by the dozens and i spend as much time diggin for records as i do for used books. Indian art. especially hindu paintings of Krsna and Narasimha. i also am heavily influenced by crypto zoology. i like strange mythical creatures with different animal heads. i like comparing different cultures takes on dragons, ogres etc. picking and choosing what i like. And finally erotic art. i like shunga, shel silverstein, and nepalese erotic sculptures. there needs to be more graffiti thats perverted.

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yeah

 

my name is karl crackhead. i dont bite any one. i write cupe2. i like kids destroy. i go all shopping mall toilet man. inside and out.... any way

 

i dont really bite whole peices or lettering, i bite curves, line sections and lettering patterns and angles and i cant say that any one person or thing provides me with them. some times its the curve of a sexy lady and some times its just some section i see in my mates sketch book its all the same to me. I try to keep it as individual as posible while at the same time not doing somthing totally inspired by a can of beer. This is mostly because i write for a visual aesthetic and I dont have the guts to break out of the square really. I also vist my local comic book store for some underground comics and also some good old sci fi because i love that tech feel on my pieces. i have a whole stack of xmen that are just piles of fun to read and look at them for inspiration. the last person i bit was loomit. (even though my styles arent 3d)

 

there needs to be more graffiti thats perverted.

 

damn right

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i will sometime draw some shit and then say hey that looks like so snad so. not meaning to do it just someimes it comes out that way.

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I usually only bite painting techniques. And so if I paint with somebody and I like what they are doing I ask how they do and I try to do the same thing. besides that I don't really bite one person. Every once in awhile I look at a piece and take one letter. Or maybe a color scheme.

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has anyone heard the theory that nothing that is original anymore? i read about it somewhere.

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When is someone going to be honest here????

 

I have this chunky fr8 style that I use for stamps that I attribute an influence to the likes of MENES and OZIE................... If you saw it then it wouldn't make you think of them instantly but I tend to use them.....

Menes in particular......... as an influence in an odd subliminal way!!!

I call it "My chunky menes fr8 style" when referring to the stamps........:o

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Guest elquilser

sometimes i hold my braeth until things get bluryand my cats start to talk to me and tell me who to bite

 

 

wonk your a dumbass

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Originally posted by serum

i presently study asian artists work. ukiyoe is like crack to me. i love their characterizations, their use of negative space, pillar prints, shunga, landscapes. though my work doesn't quite show the influence i buy books by the dozens and i spend as much time diggin for records as i do for used books. Indian art. especially hindu paintings of Krsna and Narasimha. i also am heavily influenced by crypto zoology. i like strange mythical creatures with different animal heads. i like comparing different cultures takes on dragons, ogres etc. picking and choosing what i like. And finally erotic art. i like shunga, shel silverstein, and nepalese erotic sculptures. there needs to be more graffiti thats perverted.

shel silvestien as in the author/illustrator?i like his books "a light in the attic" "the giving tree" "where the sidewalk ends"???all good books unfortunately he passed away a few years ago

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i bite from the comic strip "Cathy" and sometimes marmaduke. i actually did a cathy piece so don't bite it. its a dope 3-D with cathy in the middle groaning about how she hates trying on bathingsuits. and theres a force field around her. i also did one with Slylock fox with a magnifying glass examineing my piece. on the other side theres Shady Shrew hideing behind the many arrows comeing out the sides of my piece. its a wicked burner.

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Originally posted by MoeLarryCurly

shel silvestien as in the author/illustrator?i like his books "a light in the attic" "the giving tree" "where the sidewalk ends"???all good books unfortunately he passed away a few years ago

 

yeah i love his books but i was talking more about the stuff he did for playboy. some really great stories made into poems. its basically like light in the attic but with adult themes heres a couple the links have pictures

Ê

 

IF YOU CAN'T DO IT

 

Hey, if you can't do it, baby, that's OK.

I'll find somebody who can.

If you've got no mind to do it

Or you're not inclined to do it,

Then I ain't gonna stick around and be your man.

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ 'Cause I need somebody I can squeeze and pet

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ Who'll give me somethin' that ain't been invented yet

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ And if you can't do it, I won't sit and fret

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ I'm gonna find somebody who can.

If you won't do it, honey, that's OK.

I'll find somebody who will.

If you can't make it

And you don't know how to fake it,

I won't plant my pine tree on your hill.

Go and find yourself somebody else near and dear

Who only wants to ball you 'bout once a year.

And if you can't make lovin' your whole career,

I'm gonna find somebody who can.

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ By next Wednesday

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ I'll find somebody who can

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ Maybe a girl scout

ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ I'll find somebody who can.

http://www.banned-width.com/shel/works/ifyoucant.html

 

NEVER BITE A MARRIED WOMAN ON THE THIGH

 

Never bite a married woman on the thigh

'Cause she just can't rub it off, no matter how she'll try.

And when she gets home at night, her man will ask her why

Then she'll say it's just a birthmark or some other silly lie.

But he'll get suspicious and then he will start to pry.

Then she'll get hysterical and she will start to cry.

And he'll say, "I don't blame you, but tell me who's the guy?"

So she'll admit to everything and he will say "bye-bye".

And he'll buy an airline ticket and he'll fly across the sky.

And then he'll come and find you and he'll punch you in the eye.

Then he'll rent a cheap hotel room and he'll hang himself with his tie.

And when she gets the news, she'll take an overdose of sleeping

Tablets and she's gonna lie on the couch and die.

So never, never, never, never, never, never, never,

Bite a married woman on the thigh!

http://www.banned-width.com/shel/works/thigh.html

 

 

JADED

Ê

 

Nothin' to do but sleep in the sun

Nothin' to think about but havin' fun

Nothin' to eat but filet mignon

I'm startin' to think that I'm jaded.

 

Nothin' in my pocket but dividend checks

Nothin' to come home to but all kinds of sex

I'd try to explain but it's too complex

And so is life when you're jaded.

 

Nothin' in my cellar but vintage wine

Nothin' to buy that ain't already mine

Like those 45 starlets just waitin' in line

But they'll just have to wait 'cause I'm jaded.

 

No one but Segovia to teach me how to play

No one to advise but L.B.J.

And it ain't that Virna Lisi really gets in my way

But a man gets cruel when he's jaded.

 

Nothin' to watch but my bank account grow

Outside the Riviera -- no place to go

And no one to go with me but Brigitte Bardot

And I might break the date 'cause I'm jaded.

 

Yeah, I'm overloved and overfed

And you say I should settle down with YOU instead.

Well, I may be tired buy, baby, I ain't DEAD

And I'll never be THAT jaded!

 

stolen from[/url]http://www.banned-width.com/shel/works/jaded.html

 

THE MERMAID

 

(Spoken Intro: When I was twelve years old I used to see the pictures of mermaids in all the books and magazines. Not mermaids but mermaids (pronounced MAREmaids), that's what we called them at home. And all the pictures, yeah, they never had no bras on, they didn't have anything on! And I was old enough that I knew that they didn't really exist, but, I also wondered, if they did exist, what the hell would you do with one if you caught it?!)

 

 

When I was a lad in a fishing town, an old man said to me,

"You can spend your life, your jolly life, a-sailing on the sea.

You can search the world for pretty girls 'til your eyes grow weak and dim,

But don't go swimmin' with a mermaid, son, if you don't know how to swim!

'Cause her hair is green as sea-weed,

Her lips are blue and pale.

I'll tell you now before you start,

You can love that girl with all your heart,

But you'll only love the upper part;

You will NOT like the tail!

 

I signed on to a whalin' ship, and my very first day at sea,

I spied a mermaid in the waves, a-reachin' out to me.

"Come live with me in the sea," said she, "and down on the ocean's floor.

I'll show you a million wond'rous sights you've never seen before!"

So I jumped on in and she pulled me down, down to her seaweed bed.

A pillow she made of tortoise shells, and placed beneath my head.

She fed me shrimp and caviar from a silvery dish.

She was just my taste (down to her waist), but the rest of her was fish!

Her hair was green as seaweed.

Her lips were blue and pale.

Her face it was a work of art,

But I only gave her half my heart,

'Cause tho I loved the upper part,

I did NOT like the tail!

 

And then one day when I looked up, I saw a sailin' ship,

And I met the stare of a millionaire out on a fishing trip.

A diamond ring he tied on a string and lowered it down to her,

And my love divine, she went for the line and went for the usual lure!

So I sighed in the rolling tide, and I cried to the clams and the whales

How I missed her hair and her seagreen eyes; I missed the shine of her scales.

Just then her sister swam on by, and set my heart a-whirl --

For her upper part was an ugly old fish, but the bottom half was GIRL!

Her toes are round and rosey!

Her legs are slim and pale!

Her face might not be a work of art,

But I love that girl with all my heart.

And I don't give a damn about the upper part --

That's how I end my tale! ('Cause now I'm getting tail!)

http://www.banned-width.com/shel/works/mermaid.html

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