Okay, so I was doing an image search for “frog eyes.” Yeah, maybe not the most common search. Not like looking for pictures of Justin Bieber or any random Kardashian. But when you’re doing art, sometimes you need to know these things. And I ran across this: Uh, not exactly what I was looking for. But a must-see, all the same. It took me a little longer to find its original source — which is here. And contains even more adorable oddities. And here we thought Joel’s Jayne Hat was as weird as it gets … Oh. Also. For the…
Category: Arts and Aesthetics
All things creative. All things beautiful, profound, and moving.
A couple of years ago, a young friend asked me to draw this picture of him. At the time, I just wasn’t up to it. Now — just ever-so-slightly belatedly — I’m making a start. I like it so far. But since I’m now reaching the point where my next step is inevitably to ruin it, I thought I’d post the in-progress version for posterity. 🙂
Now the gummint wants to predict the future. Given their fear of us, I suspect surveillance of us will play a large part. And their “predictions” will be just as wrong as their pernicious assumptions. Yep, I’d say that collection agency got just a tad bit out of hand. Hope that old lady beats the &^%$# out of ’em. “Spirit of a Racer in a Dog’s Blood” Oh, so this is where all those Downfall videos come from! Cubicleism: a new school of art. 🙂 (Actually, this guy does all these copies of classics on a white board. With dry-erase…
Even lab rats, it seems, have empathy. Now, if only government agents could be raised to that level. I had no idea that my second favorite poem (and the one I most totally identify with) had such universal appeal. Only a government could manage to create a butter crisis. “The best way to understand the Euro Crisis is to get a DVD of “Animal House” starring John Belushi.” Snort! Open letter to some professorial tax eaters from Michael and Debra Jean Dean. The average household has a post-crash net worth of nearly $500,000??? Are you kidding? Where do I sign…
I apologize. Between being busy and having computer troubles, I’ve been among the missing. Both the busy-ness and the estrangenesss are likely to continue for a week or so, but I’ll try to be better about the blogging. In the meantime … —– The thing I’m most busy with right now is an assignment from Backwoods Home. Not writing, but art. I’ve been doing small article illustrations for them for a few months. I knew that someday — probably a few years down the road — they’d ask me to try doing a cover, a much bigger deal. Don Childers,…
Letters first. The letters are (in a nice return to Friday routine) by “Jake MacGregor” — who this week brings hungry readers chapter 38 through 40 of his novel The Advisor. Good to see you not only back but picking up steam, Jake. —– Then arts. Well, those are by me. I’ve been neglecting the lovely site that a friend set up for me to sell my jewelry. That’s because after the crash the jewelry market — at least the normal people’s end of it — pretty much went kablooey. I have one steady customer who buys necklaces for his…
For a dose of strange beauty on this strange, ugly day: the most amazing photo of Saturn. The eccentric geek who gave the world the wonderful Project Gutenberg. Airport “security” from a Muslim woman’s perspective. It takes guts to say this these days: “Addiction is not a disease of the brain.” “Socioeconomic collapse and preparedness timing.” From a guy who’s been living it. Fourteen thousand rounds missing? I wonder why they even bother to report this? From what I’ve heard over the years from National Guardsmen, Army reservists, and other part-time military folk, this is just par for the course.…
Every couple of weeks, all this summer, my post office box has been graced — and the postal clerks and I entertained — by a wild array of packages. The boxes, sent by ST, a reader and frequent commentor on the blog, are so weirdly charming on the outside I’ve sometimes hesitated to open them. But when I do, they turn out to be just as weird — and entertaining — inside. I mean the insides of the boxes themselves, which are sometimes even more decorated than the exteriors. Oh yeah. And they contain … well, just what you might…
This isn’t a post about art. But it begins with bad art because that’s what I produced today. To wit: I labored on it all afternoon. I thought about what I wanted to do for days before that. And it sucks. Don’t tell me otherwise. I’m posting it because it’s bad. Because all my life I’ve felt that if I do bad work (especially bad artwork), I’m a bad person — a valueless person that others will simply laugh at. And I need to get over that. So posting a crappy piece of art is therapy for me. But this…
Whew, it feels good to have all those deadlines met! Yesterday, after all the immediate work got turned in, felt free and light. Didn’t hurt that it was also sunny — one of those late summer days that’s unusually warm, yet carries a tinge of fall. I’m still not ready to say anything really profound, witty, or snarky, so pardon me while I slowly work up to all that. In the meantime, randomness … —– I discovered something Outlaw Cockapoos might take advantage of. Have you heard of Individual Development Accounts? Heck of a deal for those hoping to profit…