Pets Book on Amazon
Before I fforget, everybody should know that the Jet Pack Pets first book is available at Amazon!
Oh so many years ago...
I'm going to be swamped with work for the next few weeks, and before you know it, we'll be inundated with nostalgia and knee deep in propaganda from all sides regarding the 5th anniversary. I took this photo 10 years ago - Lenin saluting the Twin Towers of Manhattan. It was a triumphal photo when I took it, Lenin forever hailing the symbols of Capitalism that laid his system low. But, as with everything, time has changed it's meaning. Their legacies are now both destroyed, ruins, their ghosts destined to inhabit a 21st Century that will grow and pass along with us, but without them.
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Sketch O' the Day
Violet, in Orange
Ah, she is so wonderful.
Not sure why everyone thinks nothing rhymes with Orange, when there are dozens of door-hinges in everyone's houses...
Ben Vereen's Brother Wol
Part of instituting an attempt at a sketch a day, which Aaron Sowd and I talked about the other day - as Mike Wieringo does on his blog...
The Comics Curmudgeon
funny guy -the Comics Curmudgeon
, is filling up the space on Wonkette
That's Right- Space!
The Absolute Vacuum of Space!
Those Fantastic Four!
Today the new Marvel Adventures Fantastic Four Digest
comes out. Amazon doesn't have it for sale for a few weeks, but I'm sure a copy can be found by those willing to brave the Comic Book shops. I think the Digest can also be ordered through the Scholastic Book Program. A few fun things in there: Jeff Parker is a great writer, imparting the book with a good sense of humour and solid sense of structure; and Manuel Garcia does his usual solid job, giving Sue Storm a sense of grace and Reed Richards a calm sense of authority. I enjoyed working on the book, and I think everything looks ok shrunk down to digest size, although the colors can become a little over-saturated on the digest paper. A good read.
In this, the 25th year of AIDS
In this, the 25th Year of the diagnosing of AIDS, I just want to revisit and remember the passing of Delayne Hawkins in 1994. Delayne was one of the sweetest guys the world has possibly ever seen - a great bass player, musician and artist, and was taken ill too young. I had a dream four years ago in which Delayne was on the run, hiding from the mob in the back seat of my car, his bass amp tucked away in my trunk. We talked a little, he didn't want anyone to know he was still alive. It was very sad for me to wake up. His roommate died of the disease 6 months before he eventually succumbed. I'm looking around online for a jpg of the double page spread he pencilled in the Micronauts - I don't know the issue number in which it appeared. If I find it, I'll post it.
Taller than a tree and with a heart as big as the moon - rest in peace Delayne.
A reminder to everyone that the next 4 page story of the Jet Pack Pets will be in Disney Adventures (I believe) this upcoming month. A Bix-oriented tale, it sheds some light on what the Jet Pack Pals have been up to for the past few months, as well as introducing some rather angry squirrels into the picture. As always, there is a deeper metaphor for the new episode; this one concerning the almost willful fictionalizing of the American collective culture at the expense of the people and animals who lived in this great land before. I'm sure that Gorilla Gorilla and the Hair Pair will be diving into deep metaphysical waters too, so pick up a copy when it comes out.
NPR's Porch Series Is Driving Me Nuts
Not since the "Great God Bird" song has there been such a jaw droppingly tedious segment on All Things Considered. I wish they'd knock it off, but I guess they have to consider everything... As pointed out in today's episode, my not being from the South might be disabiling my ability to sit through each one of these unbearable segments. Much of the point of the series seem to be that people would gather around a particular porch and talk without saying anything worth remembering enough to discuss in depth 40 years later: no politics; no deep philosophical ideals; no revolutionary cause - just a vague mood of comraderie that adds up to nothing more than a fond remembrance of what the teatotalers must have been up to every evening as the sun set.
I suppose the other thing that ticks me off about the series is that downhome kinda "lost America" that the Baby Boomers are always pining after. Nostalgia always sets me off; the agreed upon history that no one person has ever experienced, but everyone is supposed to remember.
I'm enraptured by 95% of what NPR puts on the radio, but this whole series is too much...
Violet Ophelia Koblish-O'Loughlin (or VOKO'L)
If I have this figured out, the first image that I will be posting is an image of my lovely and brilliant daughter Violet-
This is a test
This is a test of the blog. This is only a test. If this were an actual blog, there would be things posted on it: pictures, words, and assorted hieroglyphs. This only a test. So far.