bake me a country ham...

for class on Thurs--wait, digression:
Cartman: I know! Drugs are bad, cuz if you do drugs you're a hippie and hippies suck!
Ha ha! I'm back.
Right-so, totally classic South Park but that's not the point...
For class on Thursday the assignment is to draw a belief scape. Two problems with this:
1) I can't draw for shite
2) What the fuck is a belief scape?
I had this assignment last year and I just refrained from doing it claiming no artistic talent. But-I can't hide forever. So I started drawing...A couch and a little faggy dog (he likes it when I call him that, really he does) and Baxter's ghost behind the couch. My computer and TV playing Colbert and Good Times (I'm using time lapse drawing techniques). Lots of books and music. Ohio in one corner with horrid renderings of weddings and funerals and home=Dad and Mum. A collection of East Nashville sights and a hazy inarticulated drawing of downtown. Kroger is the big meeting place in East Nashville-close as I can tell. Kroger and, of course, the liquor store. A flag of California in another corner-for Mik. A note that if there's free space-imagine books or CDs there.
IT is a truly horrid drawing. It's going to take a lot of nerve to show it to other people-because it's embarassing...I SO can't draw.
I'll try to scan and post it here so the horror of my artistic skills can be shared by the reader of this blog.