I used to do this kind of thing back in high school. It was senior year and I had already been accepted to college, so fuck it. Pre-Calculus was as interesting to me as a technical manual and I was committed to it
not being a part of my life. I was bound for art school anyway. I'd persue a career and lifestyle in the arts. I might as well put this Pre-Cal time to good use and bone up on my craft. I really wish I'd kept those drawings. They were artistic expressions used as a solicited response. In some ways, like a formula or equation. There are others out there who feel this way. They recognize that
x really can mean anything.
Click on the images to enlarge them.
Batman finally makes sense.
Fantastic expression of frustration.
Here's a clever obfuscation.
This one is crude for the sake of crudeness. So very post-modern.
Retard-like honesty or smart-ass?
Ouch! I figure that would equal an expulsion.
