When I was younger I had an aunt who encouraged me to try Origami, the Japanese art of paper folding. Folding paper sounded so much more fun to me than things like baseball and masturbation, so I jumped in with both feet. Like most beginners, the first step was to master the quintessential Origami pattern - the crane:
Once I had that one down, I moved on to pieces that were slightly more complicated, like this dragon:
As my ability improved, I tried to make my foldings more personal. I wanted my art to reflect who I was and what interested me. One of my most prized pieces was this toilet made from a dollar bill (It actually flushed, too!)
Eventually, as with all great artists, obsession took over. I stopped eating. I stopped bathing. All I wanted to do was fold. It was when I woke up from a five-day folding binge and found this Origami hermaphrodite that I knew that I had a problem and that it was time to find a new creative outlet.
12 comments:
When I was young I had an aunt who encouraged me to try masturbation.
This probably explains a lot about me...
I just had an origamiasm.
You sicken me, young man.
The Buzzcock's had a song about it: Origami Addict.
After looking at the last one, will we now have to add paper cuts to the list of STD's?
LOL at everyone's comments!
Dude...I'm thoroughly impressed!
I've always wanted to make like 100 paper cranes in all different colors and hang them from the ceiling at different lengths.
I'm not being funny here. Totally serious. I think it would look really cool.
People with a lot of time on their hands (no pun intended) amaze the crap out of me.
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Hence, YOU amaze the crap out of me! :)
The little money toilettes are great!
I totally didn't find your blog by googling "origami porn."
Just sayin'.
I might need a moment alone with that hermaphrodite image.
I have an origami ring made from a $1 and a penny but I'd rather have the hermaphrodite.
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