Saturday, May 8, 2010

judge not, lest you be judged


Saw Sorority Row, Where The Wild Things Are, Lovely Bones, and The Box one after the other, trying to rest before I fall and get killed. Then I fell and I did not get killed, so I regreted having wasted an afternoon watching Where The Wild Things Are, and The Box on DVD.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Weirdos!!


Introduction by Gahan Wilson, from The Big Book Of Weirdos:
"...if you can spot the right Weirdo you can make a fortune (Henry Ford), find salvation (Georges Gurdjieff), or experience the absolute tops in literature (Fyoder Dostoyevsky), art (Vincent van Gogh), or theater (Sarah Bernhardt). Without Weirdos to lead the way, in fact we all would still be wrapped in the rotting hides of animals, crouching around fires in caves, and dying miserably of old age at around sixteen years old. Actually, we wouldn't be anywhere near that well off, because the fire wouldn't be there if some Weirdo hadn't been nutty enough to think of lighting one indoors, and we'd still be shivering in our bare flesh if another Weirdo hadn't been perverted enough to try to wear an animal instead of just gulping it down.
The truth is, you have to be pretty weird to invent a light bulb or create surrealism or put together the FBI, and if you think your totally unweird Uncle Fred could come up with "The Tell-tale Heart" or "Swan Lake" or "Plan Nine from Outer Space," think again. He's probably never even heard of them."

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

"Google Me."

The commercial for some wrestling show has the audio of the guy saying, "GOOGLE ME!"
So I did, I googled myself. I am #5 on the list of links. A few years ago, I was #1.

(I want to thank my son's girlfriend for all her help, and tell her my son has good taste in being with her. [He is six at this time, and to tell the truth, the concept of a girlfriend is to him, a girl who is a friend and he has many but no one that serious. He has crushes, and I will have to discover if that is abnormal or not for his age. At least he has no desire to wed his mother. He plans on marrying the girl who gives him extra toys in his happy meal. He is cute and gets free stuff, but he is no sl_t. {...now I wonder if I have crossed some line in trying to be funny...} Anyway, I thank my son's gf because I want to remember to welcome and show investment in any person who enters his life and brings him happiness, so I am thanking her right now as a strategic first strike years before the fact because that is how I do things, maybe.] I also wish to thank his (yet to-be-met) second mother for her patience and love and her dogs, because my son loves dogs.)

Thursday, February 18, 2010

naught is personal






This art-blog is not personal (or at least the original intent was that).
This has never been my place to gripe about bosses or co-workers, or write a personal journal and up-date the public to my intimate thoughts and feelings.

I don't want people to be confused by my personal rant about how this is all not personal, nothing personal is meant by my getting up close and personal with this non-personal triade...
It is not personal; like the skull image I made above (and below). I made that May 1993, for an assignment in U/D Drawing, the theme was "Pollution." I don't have any personal skull-centric bias, I am not goth or emo or death-driven. I just like to make art and sometimes it can be concided that I am pretty good at it, by some people.



Don't make something personal that is not. Look at the big picture.
Seriously, look. It is pretty nice and took an acceptable time to make, and was not done lickety quick (a week it took). I wish my scan bed was big enough to get the whole thing so it would not appear clipped at the top, the bottom, and the left side
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