About MeLisa Beebe is a freelance writer based in Los Angeles who also likes to paint.
Tag Archives: robots
Last week, I joined a temp agency for creative types, and the woman who interviewed me really liked my robot paintings. During the interview, she told me a story that involved an old photo of Buckwheat holding a machete. I … Continue reading
Here’s a little robot painting I made for my friend, Kevin Maher, his wife, Rebecca Maher, and their two sons, to thank them for donating to my charity fundraiser last year. None of them are robots in real life (as … Continue reading
I made this painting for a friend who donated to my charity fundraiser last year. She’s getting married today so I figured I’d try to paint two robots in love. This painting is about how when you really love someone … Continue reading
I made this a few months ago for my friend Juli. She’s working on a short film (One Past) about a girl whose sister is a ghost and I decided to paint the robot version.
I painted this a while ago for a friend. Just a robot chillin’ out in the sky.
A few months ago (or maybe longer), my friend and I walked by a garage sale that had already ended. There were boxes of stuff marked “free,” and we spent a while digging through them, because, hey… free stuff! One … Continue reading
I painted this little guy last night. When I was in NY, my sister had a kitchen table delivered that was made of wood from an old cow barn. The table-maker had to adjust the legs a bit so the … Continue reading
When I saw this shrinky dink tutorial the other day, I knew I had to give it a shot. Believe it not, I had never seen a shrinky dink (real or DIY) in action before tonight. I’m so glad I … Continue reading
This is a little robot I painted last year for my friend Ken. When I met him, Ken was wearing fuzzy bunny ears with blinky LEDs inside. (We were at a spring-themed rollerskating event, so bunny ears weren’t quite as … Continue reading
I woke up with this image in my head today, so I figured I might as well paint it. A lot of stuff is changing in my life, and it’s got me feeling adrift. I sort of want to embrace … Continue reading