Nicky posted this on his public FB page, and connected it with his Twitter account:
My drawing skills are pretty bad. Leppy and Stinky can attest to that. Still, I can do better in 20 minutes with a set of #1, #2, and #3 pencils. I don’t need colored pencils or crayons.
That “artwork” is what passes for fantabulous in Nicky’s mind. Wow.
BTW, that might just be the ticket, Mr. Keene. Baup’s not such a great sketch artist, either, but he’s a totally great guy. {{{Baup}}}
Let’s save his work!
I’m no artist, but I’m pretty sure I could draw something better than that in an airplane that was on fire and nose-diving into the ground, during a hurricane, and while four people were trying to stop me from drawing it. Oh, and I’m drunk and wearing a blindfold, and am having to use my left hand. Which is broken. And wearing a mitten. And instead of a pencil, I have to use a live earthworm dipped in paint.
If he’s proud of that ‘un, I imagine the refrigerator door at Casa Pacione is sagging off its hinges from all the “artwork” magneted to it.
It’s hard to tell because Ray Charles apparently took the photograph, but it appears to a sketch of the last second of life of a completely non-descript man who was taking a whiz in the highway and became distracted by something on the roadside (perhaps a bunny) just as he’s run over by the bus to Anyville. But that’s just a guess. It may just be some scribble. Nicky’s art is kind of like a Rorschach test.
The poor bastard doesn’t draw any better than he writes or speaks. It looks like his only hope for communication skills may be in contacting people via an Ouija board after he dies. And then the kids will throw the Ouija board away because the ghost they contacted was so stupid and wouldn’t shut up about Brian Keene having his SSN.
“I’m no artist, but I’m pretty sure I could draw something better than that in an airplane that was on fire and nose-diving into the ground, during a hurricane, and while four people were trying to stop me from drawing it. Oh, and I’m drunk and wearing a blindfold, and am having to use my left hand. Which is broken. And wearing a mitten. And instead of a pencil, I have to use a live earthworm dipped in paint.”
Hahaha! That’s some brilliant comedy writing
Indeed it is.
Hahahahaheeheeheehahahaha (breathe) a hahahaha!
This is great.
My stick figures are better than his art that he probably thinks people will pay $100s for. At least you can tell what they’re kinds, sorta supposed to be.
Anybody here could crap on a piece of paper and it would be more artistic than that.
How long before there’s another crowd funding project to support his art? He updated one of his existing projects today, just to call me a plagiarism advocate. *eye roll*
Sure. That’ll get ’em donating in droves.
I wonder if you can report the project and get it pulled for that?
I can try. But do I really want to? Or is it better to leave it alone and let the world see his folly?
I find Nicky’s growing interest in Islam far more disturbing than his infantile “artwork.” Lately he’s gone from banging on about “Muslims for Jesus” to how he’s going to get a copy of the Koran in English so he can read all about it. Given his low IQ, aggression, feelings of chronic failure and victimization, mental problems, alienation from society/reality, delusions of persecution and grandeur, burning desire to get revenge on his enemies, and fundamentalist mindset, I cannot think of a person more vulnerable and susceptible to Islamic extremism than Nicky. He is a mass shooter/suicide bomber in waiting. All he needs is to reach out to the wrong people or have them reach out to him.
Nicky’s love and respect for firebrand Christian pastors and preachers could easily be shifted to their radical Muslim counterparts. As bad as Nicky is now, can you imagine how much worse he would be as a newly converted fanatic obsessed with the doctrines of martyrdom and jihad? I can scarely think of anything more terrifying than a Nickolaus Pacione who now believes he’ll go straight to paradise if kills a bunch of “infidels.”
I might worry about it, if not for his ineptitude. I just don’t think he could pull anything off that requires more thought than burping and farting. And not at the same time.
Normally I’d agree, but the problem is that any recruiter would see Nicky coming a mile away and give him whatever assistance he needed, money, resources etc. Nicky’s low IQ and desperate need to fit in somewhere after a lifetime of social rejection makes him highly malleable to those who welcome him with open arms.
Even someone as inept as Nicky could cause a lot of damage when surrounded by others who are prepared to mold him into a weapon and point him in the right direction. Any moron can be fitted with an explosive vest under their jacket and push a button to set it off in a crowd. Hell, if they thought Nicky was too dumb to get even that right they could always set it off remotely. Either way he’s a prime candidate to be used by others for nefarious purposes.
Is it bad that I could see him in one of those cults that eventually end up committing suicide or exploding into violence?
If he snuck into a reservoir and bathed or washed his hoodie in our drinking water, that alone could kill thousands!
He is an ideal candidate for some cult to make use of, but he seems too cowardly to actually accomplish much. He’s best at just trying to be a 250-pound rash, via the internet. And if he tried to build a bomb he’d probably just blow himself up, given his skill at everything else he does. He’d probably never make it through the gathering-equipment stage without getting caught, anyway… I can see him, showing up at a hardware store and saying, “Yeah, I want to buy the stuff to make pipe bombs.”
I think he’s gotten on this Islam kick because apparently somebody in the the United Arab Emirates followed him on Twitter, or possibly bought one of his books, or something… which made him decide, “I have a big following in the Middle East!” Any approval at all gets magnified a million times in his mind. It’s water in the desert.
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My CAT could do better “art” than that!
I’m fairly sure my Wegie could harf a semi-artistic hairball. She’s a dilute tortoiseshell, so the colors come pre-mixed. We had to comb/trim/shear a few mats from her coat when we first got her. After that, she took over the maintenance work to perfection. She lets me brush her, but really, I don’t need to; she takes care of her own coat just fine, now that those mats are long gone.
Sounds like one awesome kitty! Mine’s a brown spotted tabby – I’m sure he could come up with an interesting color combo or two. 😉
Over the decades, I’ve had several black and tan stripeys and tabbies. There’s no such thing as a bad cat, imho. Mostly, they come in domestic, barn, and feral varieties. Even the feral ones will come around for an occasional bowl of kibble, and they will let you sit next to them while they eat, but they won’t let you touch them.
I’ve no idea why our skogkatt was in two different pounds for nine months before we adopted her. There’s nothing wrong with that gal at all. Yes, her fur had a few mats, and she didn’t get up to tap dance for us the way a few of her pushier pound-mates did. Typical of the breed, though, she’s proven herself to be very adaptable. She’s already gone all “meh” about our lab/shar pei mix, and he’s an excitable boy.
I’d agree with you there – cats of all kinds are awesome. I’ve shared my life with cats of all sorts and they have such amazing personalities, and are never boring.
Yours sound very cool in particular. I don’t think I’ve ever personally met a skogkatt but they do look particularly beautiful from what I saw on Google Images! 🙂
Is this a sample of the artwork a patron could subscribe and receive for $10 through his Patreon fund raiser?
If my diagnosis is correct, and Little Nicky’s myriad mental deficiencies are secondary to fetal alcohol syndrome, then MOTY must have been chugging PGA non-stop during her pregnancy for Little Nicky to have emerged from her womb and grown up to be delusional enough to think that ‘drawing’ is good enough to post online and actually claim credit for.