Wednesday, July 13, 2011

7-13-2011



So I have an office at work. That sounds cool right? I mean, at least I'm not in a cubicle, and I have enough privacy that I can listen to Waka Flocka as loud as I want all day. How can that be bad? It's not as awesome as it sounds. It's actually a closet. Like if they run out of space to store brooms and vacuum cleaners some day, I would be the first person to be relocated (and probably to a cubicle). In any case, said closet has two GIANT air conditioning vents right above me specifically designed to create an absolute zero environment while simultaneously inflicting permanent hearing damage. In the summer, I often feel like and Eskimo working at an airport. Well today, I decided to finally do something about it and blocked off the vents with cut up cardboard boxes. Beautiful. As a designer, I felt obligated to at least make a weak attempt to raise the aesthetic value of my new decor. So I made an illustration of Ceiling Cat to watch over my office. If your brain hasn't been entirely indoctrinated by the internet, and you have no idea why I would draw a cat peeking out of a hole over my head to look at every day, read this. Yes, I'm aware that I'm a total nerd.