Wednesday, September 11, 2019

ParaVice delayed.

I’ve been a little too busy with work and had next to no time to work on this project are the artwork I had planned to share with each chapter. So I have no choice but to delay this project. Luckily I have no real deadline. I want to make the story as fun as possible, but I’ll need more time than I thought to do that. I’ll post more info as the project develops. My plan is to isolate myself and work on this all winter. Lots of artwork will accompany the final. If I lose you on this, I’m sorry. But art and artists is a capricious thing. I’d rather delay it than to throw it out on display half baked. 

Saturday, August 10, 2019

No where else to run but to the canvas

The day we live in now is darker than ever before.
Our climate is the hottest it has been since before written history was ever invented. Out nations are ruled by narcissistic tyrants who are afraid of everything that exists outside of their self-absorbed bubbles. Mental illness is left untreated to reek havoc, because insurance carriers can’t figure out how to tax such a volatile issue to their benifit. Drug use is rampant, wiping out thousands in a heart beat, and destroying families, communities, even entire cities. Homeless populations are climbing, housing is declining. Desperate, vulnerable children are manipulated by evil, powerful forces and taken advantage of, sometimes made into slaves. We are at brink of war on all sides, even with ourselves. There is nowhere left to run, nowhere to hide but to the canvas. Now is the time for an artisans’ renaissance. We need to stop exploding on each other and throw that energy into art. We need to create, we need to vent, we need to express ourselves. Whether it be through writing, music, painting, drawing, or poetry it’s time to pick ourselves up and start a revolution of creativity. Get out the poison, get out the dark, or make a remedy of compassion, and love. Art is how we mend these broken wings and fly again. Whether it is only to vent, or to promote optimism, we have to do it. The canvas is only empty and forlorn before a great calamity of pent up energy and emotion erupts onto it. The canvas is our new frontier, our great escape, our sanctuary, our refuge, our unchartered waters, our unwritten future... our fertile earth waiting to be seeded by imagination. Go there and be rescued. Take a vacation from the fallout of a savage era and rebuild, and dream, and be free again. The canvas longs for your artful hand. We can find peace there. Or at the least we can find a punching bag there to get out the rage.  Whatever medicine you need, the canvas will provide. Keep arting! And be healthy. Share, and reshape the world. 

Wednesday, May 15, 2019

GOT season 8 review

I absolutely love it, and can’t wait for the final episode! When the Dothraki were wiped out in ten seconds, after building up their fierceness for 8 seasons, I was literally pulled in with horror like “dear god, what are they gonna do?” 
It was great.
And ARYA is a goddamn legend now. And so is the Lady of Bear Island.
When Khaleesi decided to burn up King’s Landing, I laughed sinisterly. That, to me, was a great turn for the better for this character. I always liked Khaleesi, but I never trusted her motives. Turning bad makes sense. Now she can finally be interesting again.
I also want to point out (though I am not entirely convinced that it was intentional) that Jamie and Cersei came into this world that they would soon destroy from the same womb together. And now they left it under a crumbling body; the fruits of their labor crushing them inside the womb of their keep, and the place where the game kind of began. 

Now on the critical response to the season. 

I knew everyone was going to hate this last season of GOT before it even started. Wouldn’t matter the outcome. There were too many possibilities, and too many stories to wrap up. Somebody was not going to be happy either way. Plus with a fan base of this magnitude you are destined to have critics who think they would have done something better, and activists who want more out of a fiction than can be delivered without sacrificing entertainment, or the shock value, which we all loved about the show in the first place. In the real world I want the hero to prevail, but in pretend world I just want the good guy to turn dark. We get so emotionally invested in these characters and their plights that sometimes we forget that in the end it’s just a fantasy that is known for breaking the rules. And as the great J.R.R Tolkien once said: “There is no allegory here! Now stop camping in my yard, hippies!”

Friday, May 3, 2019

Otherworld Caricatures Stories!

True customer encounter today.

She kept asking "what character are you gonna make me?"

So I explained that it is a "caricature" like a cartoon depiction of you."

She says "I think I'll get head and shoulders so you can get more of me."

I draw it. I show her.

"I thought you were gonna make me a character, that's not a character."

I say, "no, ma'am, it's a CARICATURE of you."

She points at the theme examples.

"But all those there are characters, there's a princess"

I tell her, "those are theme drawings. You read the sign and said you'd rather have head and shoulders in color."

She says, "the sign says characters."

"It says caricatures, ma'am."

“Well, what’s a caricarter?”

“Caricature, ma’am. It’s what I do.” ;-)

She gives me a drawing and says, "well I wanted a character."