Day two at the Surf Expo was just as crazy. I stayed in my booth most of the day drawing shit while a lot of really awesome people gravitated in and laughed and scoffed and smiled and frowned and cried and all of that. No pictures for today, we left the camera back in the hotel like casual cats. I did have my sketchbook out with a sign that said “Say something vulgar!” Starting with my favorite, here are a few things that people wrote to me. I love them.
“You worthless fuckstain I hate your stupid gape face and hope to sweet-fuck you get raped and die by your friends.”
“Fuck you!”
“Fuck that!”
“Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Goddamn. Does (your) work mean anything? Fuck.”
“Who gives a fuck? <3"
"You're fucking around...wait, your fucking around is pretty damn good.”
As you can see there were positive vibes felt by all.
I send deep thanks to all the people who showed up in my life today with an open mind and offers of opportunity. More on that later. Hopefully we’ll remember the camera tomorrow and getchawl wise to what happens on the final day.
Goodnight!