One of those notebooks turned out to be an old rehearsal journal from ComedySportz back in 1994. At least that was it's original intent. However it becomes abundantly clear flipping through it that I rapidly lost interest with jotting down notes and instead starting just doodling whatever came to mind in it.
I have no explanation for the images you're about to see. I can only swear to you that - despite what it says in the title - I was not actually on drugs.
I'm relatively sure.
Slide One - a piece we call ...
'Poorly Drawn Hand with Stickman'
Now, I can actually kind of see where I was going with this one. Realistic hand crushing tiny stick man. I think I may have had some sort of larger point about the contrast between reality and imagination, but that is undercut by two significant factors.
1. That's the most pretentious thing I've ever heard and it kind of makes me want to travel back in time and nut punch 23 year old me as hard as I possibly can.
2. That's probably the crappiest drawing of a hand the world has ever seen.
'Oh No, Sharks'
In this piece we see the silhouette of a man hanging by one hand from what appears to be an enormous muffler while a giant zombie hand reaches through a hitherto non-existent dimensional portal. In the background there is a pair of legs clearly labelled as having a 'bad knee' and in the upper left we see what appears to be a dancing pair of scissors.
The man is looking down and saying, 'Oh no, Sharks!' (Sharks not pictured)
It's interesting that the man is concerned about the sharks and isn't saying 'Oh no, Giant Zombie Hand', or, 'Oh no, that looks like a terrible knee injury', or 'Why in the name of all that is holy is that pair of scissors dancing?' But I guess we all have to adopt our own set of priorities in a crisis.
'Inuit Centipede Has a Hearing Problem'
I think this piece speaks for itself.
Man With the Foot of a Duck
A statement about man's bestial nature?
A Comment on duality?
Or did I just get tired of drawing feet?
Only Art Historians can be the judge.
Thank you for your time. With that I'm headed out to the front porch to await the arrival of The Doctor and Amy Pond