Skip to main content

B is for Ayodhya

This is Ayodhya.
He is very bright.
Bright, Ayo Bright.

He likes to draw.
Draw Ayodhya, Draw.
Ayodhya drew so brightly
That the Rhode Island School of Design (RISD) called him up
Rhode Ayodhya, Rhode.

Ayodhya did this wicked cool DC portfolio art project
That was clever and [I think] so easy to connect

See the portfolio here.

Personal favorites – Lex Luthor, Superman (that one was heights because the guy featured for it actually IS supes type) and Solomon Grundy (oh wow! oh wow! oh wow!) and yesssssss… reverse flash was clever 2.

"Developing the idea of creating work via the destruction, or rather, exaptation of other materials, we were assigned the task of producing 50+ versions of any logo. I chose DC Comics (of course). 5 Heroes were selected, along with 9 villains each, to produce 50 character themed pieces. 2 other works were added, the stencil and the original print-out, to produce 52, the number of parallel universes in the DC Comics Multiverse. I love DC comics with all my soul. Enjoy." - Ayodhya Ouditt


Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

B is for Loving Boys

90's boy love - Joey n Chandler....
a moment of randomness between Catharsis videos

There are boys I love. And they love me. And we’re open about it. Just last Saturday I got a text message from one of those boys who said “I love you too man” in response to something I said. My boys are artists, artistes, atheists, and agirl (who is in fact one of the boys so hence the addition to the category) fathers, brothers and high school musicals (Jed and Umar will get that one – lol). We share ideas, music, random nothingness and Brent Worthington . We approve, reprove and listen to each other. I think the girl that I end up with must in fact be like the boys I love. Good looks aside… please… have some substance. One of my boys is appalled that I watched Gossip Girl (if you’re going to bash it… know what it is first) and has for this [and other minor reasons] jokingly labeled me a homosexual. But he who looks like Miley Cyrus with rainbow bandanas should not talk [chuckles]. I love my boys…

Play of the Week WK #6

B is for The Haunting October

--> I first felt it in the shower. Nostalgia. Creeping up my leg and resting on my shoulder. Bony fingers caresses in that sickeningly sweet way nostalgia often does. It was the end of September or the beginning of October... That night in the shower when I remembered an old October, reading poetry at a wine factory; with sandwiches as big as your face. And I remembered two tables. Friends and a girl. And it was October. The sealing of fate. 2008.
Days passed but not before the memory of darkness and a knife. The surgery that changed me... And it was October. October or go to Heaven. 2007.
Time passed and so did my expectations. Fluctuations in blood flow in the head causes heart to flutter for another. Infatuation of the highest order. The beginning of tears and sighs of"it's not fair" and the wandering nature of soul; I'm done, turn me over. And it was October. All my queries I vowed to shelve. 2012.
And Sunday. When I threw the scroll and claimed I was don…