There are times when boredom gets the best of me. Strange things happen when I get bored. For one thing, I begin convincing myself that I can draw, and when I try to draw stuff I imagine… that’s when things go wild.
These drawings were conjured up somewhere between preparing for my winter exams and my Endocrinology lectures. The following is my idea of what happens in the reproductive organs. These will not only prove that I don’t need hallucinogens to think funky, but also that I’m not an artist. Not. At. All.
BEFORE THE BIG NIGHT (MALE)
BEFORE THE BIG NIGHT (FEMALE)
THE BIG NIGHT
Judging from these pictures, I’m also a terrible photographer.