Blog: Studio, Shows, Reading, Random Thoughts

December, and I’m (mostly) taking a hiatus from the studio. It’s a good time to charge the creative batteries and let the mind drift. So most of these posts have been about things I’m reading and thinking about. Which lately, has often been the culture wars. I have another one, on Love and Rockets comics…

The light is pale and bluish gray, a pallid gray. The air is frigid, there’s no reason to go out even to see the holiday lights downtown, unless there’s good company waiting. It is perfect for reading, and reading is perfect for Squishtoid. Reading’s cheap and there’s plenty of time, the light is actually good…

Cute, huh? Yes, isn’t it pretty to think so? The reality of the situation is different, far different. The reality is, if I were to approach to warm my cold, numb blogging fingers on that toasty warm sheepskin or that nice radiate-y radiator, I’d be placing myself in grave danger. Let alone that fuzzy wuzzy…

A while ago, here, I posted some thoughts about Facebook. I’d noticed that people who haven’t bothered to join seem to dismiss it out of hand as superficial, as if most day to day interaction in any medium isn’t superficial. I generally praised Faceplant while acknowledging its triviality and weirdness. Now let’s look at another…

Yes, indeed there is one hidden in a recent post, and 2 peeps have found it. Will you be the next? Other doings: For those of you in Denver, I’ll be participating in the Open Press Small Print Show 2009 on First Friday, so c’mon down to 40 W. Bayaud (garden level) and say hello.…

I put the last layer, which was the 7th, 0n a couple of weeks ago. I like it, but wonder if I could do future ones in less layers with better planning. This post will get you caught up with the earlier stages; here is the last post. Did I go to far? Not far…

I’ve been slowly (yeah, okay, glacially) posting albums of artwork from various years on my Facebook Fan Page . Hopefully they will provide a bit of a retrospective overview, especially for newer friends. For me they generally bring back vivid memories of what I was doing, and what I was trying to accomplish in the…

You don’t meet many people in this life who can a) quote the Buddha, and b) land a jet fighter on a pitching, rolling aircraft carrier deck. So Tuesday, I put on my suit and tie and drove down to Ft Logan to observe Veteran’s Day early, in the best way I know how- by…

People who aren’t participating in Facebook often put it down as trivial or superficial, a safely ignored passing fad. They’re mostly right, but they’re missing the point. The other day, a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I went to a gathering at a local restaurant. Its purpose was to rally in support of a fellow artist who…

Two friends in the group I was in, pre-show, at the Irish Rover on Broadway remarked separately that having seen the Pogues, it would be possible to “retire” from live shows. With streams of whiskey already flowing (o’Squish wound up driving, so didn’t participate) and the band’s catalog blasting non-stop on the juke box, one…