Female reproductive anatomy

Here is another vector image I did, le female, duh!  You should probably click to enlarge.

Inner male reproductive anatomy

Self explanatory!  ::click to enlarge::    

This must be fiction.

"This must be fiction."  The first thing I thought when I read the synopsis for the book being featured for a UIC book club.  I couldn't believe the story, but really, who am I kidding? 

I have yet to begin reading 'The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks', by Rebecca Skloot, for the UIC Urban Allied Health Academy Spring 2010 Book Group that I just joined, but I cannot wait to start.  Here is a brief summary:

"HeLa cells (named for Henrietta Lacks), which were removed from Mrs. Lacks during a biopsy and cultured without her permission, have helped build thousands of careers, not to mention more than 60,000 scientific studies, revealing the secrets of everything from aging and cancer to mosquito mating and the cellular effects of working in sewers.  Yet her family remained unaware of Mrs. Lack's contribution to science for over 20 years.

In “The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks,” Rebecca Skloot introduces us to the “real live woman,” the children who survived her, and the interplay of race, poverty, science and one of the most important medical discoveries of the last 100 years."

A quote from the book's jacket that I think is perfect, "Deborah (Henrietta's daughter) ... was devastated to learn about her mother's cells.  Deborah was consumed with questions: Had scientists cloned her mother? Had they killed her to harvest her cells?  And if her mother was so important to medicine, why couldn't her children afford health insurance?" Here is a link to the more detailed New York Times review.

Basically, right up my alley. 

Digital design.

This is an icon I did for a professor who wanted to update 'the look' of a course focusing on Digital Design.  This is actually the alternate version of the icon; the original is a more painterly, Photoshopped image which was the one they actually used for the course.  I did this vector graphic style as another option, but ended up liking it more than the one used.  Oh well.

Old Illustrator work

        

Old Illustrator work.  When I was first introduced to the program, I chose to do some friends and family, vector style.  Highly underdeveloped, but they hold a special place in my heart.  I remember doing them and yelling, 'This is so much fun!!' which, it was.

What is it? I don't know.

Here is a doodle creature of some sort I created and colored, that I obviously found charming enough to share on the internet with my name attached to it. Go figure. Why post it? Why not I guess...

Ima kick you.

As some of you will know, I judge people by their footwear. I do. I know it's bad, but so far it is my most fail-safe mode of judging. Instead of looking at clothes, hair, overall style, I go straight for the kicks. It is a flaw that was deeply embedded in me by my Long Island, slightly ghetto, urban-mixed-with-suburbia upbringing. What can I say, home is where the heart is. On this note, I decided to share some of my most recent spray-painted 'projects.' I have been spray-painting my Nikes for about...7 years now, and only recently was seriously hindered by my move to Chicago, where buying spray-paint is illegal. Yeah I know. Apparently you can purchase paint in real suburbia Chicago, but I don't got a car. So. I went to the internets and bought a beautiful shade of baby-blue paint, which I only recently got to use with a freshly bought pair of all-black Nikes I received as a Christmas present. Upon asking friends and family, "Do you think I should paint them?" with the collective voice screaming, "NO!" I was hesitant to deflower an already beautifully simple pair of kicks. However, I found myself not embracing the new sneakers, largely in part because they weren't painted. I felt odd wearing a pair I haven't 'made my own.' Therefore, the images you will see are of my new masterpieces (maybe not masterpieces but I definitely dig them). Along with the all-black pair, you will see I was somewhat racist and only went for the all-white uptowns, which of course, I highly regret now. I did wear the hell out of those things, until they were literally unsafe and unhealthy to wear anymore, so couldn't have been too shabby. But with the all-black ones, the contrast you can get is hard to resist. The thing I love about the whole spray-paint effect is the level of control of paint I can get, along with the inherent chaos that is produced by the nature of spray paint.  I tend to repaint them as they age and lose color, but the layers of color and chipping that is achieved by this only enhances the crazy colorful, organic look of them, which I love.  They constantly evolve by wear and tear.  A natural degradation that can't be mimicked any other way.  Anyways, after spilling my life journey in regards to my sneakers, have a peak at some of my new, and very old, painted sneaks.

My partners in crime.

Erin Stevens. She alright.

Here is a link to my friend's portfolio that I coded and designed.  There are a few sections missing (Bio and Anaplastology) but this not on my end.  ::Ehem::  Erin needs to send me the stuff, but the website is live, woop!

Cover your eyes children!

So I am actually updating!  Insane, I know.  No, what's insane is the amount of work I have to do in order to graduate this May...Listen I don't want to talk about it, ok?  Here is a screen grab of a piece I am working on for a few things.  I cannot disclose that information at this point, you will just have to keep checking my blog to find out.  Anyways, the point is to show the inner anatomy in relation to the outer anatomy, so the bladder (which has not been worked on, hence the flat look of it) and the prostate gland, testes, etc. will all be slightly transparent under the outside skin.  The images are damn desaturated and not nearly complete, but you get the point.  I really like how the scrotum came out, so I included an image with and without the testes and epididymis (the pink slug-like object resting on the testes).  Off we go.