8:08 May 9th, 2013 | 6 notes

Graffiti in Richmond, VA.
Oh, also me and Jake.

Graffiti in Richmond, VA.

Oh, also me and Jake.

12:45 May 7th, 2013 | 3 notes

Rabbit ears are so nice.

Rabbit ears are so nice.

12:17 May 3rd, 2013 | 0 notes

Realized I hadn’t drawn an ostrich before and decided that needed to be fixed.  Along with multiple other…things. 

Realized I hadn’t drawn an ostrich before and decided that needed to be fixed.  Along with multiple other…things. 

12:14 May 3rd, 2013 | 2 notes

I realized I hadn’t met my skull quota for the evening. 

I realized I hadn’t met my skull quota for the evening. 

12:06 May 3rd, 2013 | 1 note

I don’t have much of an explanation for this one except: thank goodness the semester is almost over.  I have my last critique in about 55 minutes.

I don’t have much of an explanation for this one except: thank goodness the semester is almost over.  I have my last critique in about 55 minutes.

4:02 Apr 24th, 2013 | 1 note

Please, Just Let Me Sleep Forever 

By: Alyssa Trop

Please, Just Let Me Sleep Forever is a personal narrative following a sequence of surreal events that I’ve translated from my experience with depression. My attempt was to convey my intense feelings of emptiness as well as the desire to only sleep so that I could escape that emptiness. I used a hand-drawn animation technique for this piece that includes pencil, ink, and acrylic paint.

3:29 Mar 28th, 2013 | 19 notes

“Birds Ate My Face” by: Alyssa Trop

Frame-by-frame animation, done in Photoshop and After Effects, Spring 2013.

Adapted from a scene in Chuck Palahniuk’s novel, Invisible Monsters.

2:25 Mar 28th, 2013 | 0 notes

“I Had a Bad Dream” by: Alyssa Trop
Hand-drawn animation, Fall 2012.

This piece is an output of my anxieties.

9:17 Feb 9th, 2013 | 2 notes

Everyone’s having babies and I’m just over here getting an education and waiting until it’s the right time for me to get a dog.

6:41 Feb 3rd, 2013 | 1 note

I can just picture it now, the beauty of the situation.  Five years down the road, all of these high school classmates/Facebook friends will have their snotty little kids and the husbands they regretted marrying after a year of poorly constructed dates, and I’ll just be sitting here with Jake and all of our wonderful animals, laughing and laughing.