Gland Prix

Jul 19

[video]

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And then there is Kinkade’s proclivity for ‘ritual territory marking,’ as he called it, which allegedly manifested itself in the late 1990s outside the Disneyland Hotel in Anaheim.

‘This one’s for you, Walt,’ the artist quipped late one night as he urinated on a Winnie the Pooh figure, said Terry Sheppard, a former vice president for Kinkade’s company, in an interview.

” — Dark Portrait of a `Painter of Light’ - Los Angeles Times

Jul 14

A time to expand your horizons

Jul 09

I did decree…

Blow it off and blow it

Within the confines of my phone does rest a routine of software that when invoked will record each phrase and mumble that I craft.

Clumsy of mind and physique I neglect this code and pay the price. A few button presses today and I could have put down that idea. No, it was not a revelation or insight. It was an idea and a starting point. And that’s all you need.

Luckily, I have many notebooks. Paper and bits. I have sketched and written pretty regularly since about 5th grade and have lots of material. Only now can I review it quickly and with augmented serendipity. Hardware and software make it so.

Still, there is a sting and a kind of bafflement when you realize that a few moments of idle driving, a clutch of seconds requiring attention, and that little lightning bolt that arced across the inner contour of your skull is gone. But how it glowed! What the fuck just happened? Am I in Texas? Where’s my pinky finger gone off to?

From the notebooks: In praise of that forgotten idea, even if, given its unknowability, could very well have been not much more than a tagline for an imaginary carbonated beverage, come now some potentially equivalent in quality and charm ideas/sketches/pictures

  1. A Breakfast cereal: Pretzel Blasts!

  2. Imagined Titles:

  3. An illustration of the Twilight Hamburger Lounge on a hill with a car coming down a road on the hill with the headlamps visible in the fog.

  4. Double self-portrait: I am Eric Struggs. Who is Eric Struggs other than the tautological self? A pen name for the visual author. A rugged lothario who keeps time for no man. A film noir digital Dick. The avant Krebs-bearded hero of the pitiful and desperately lonely. A shadow with teeth.

(What the fuck?) Indeed.

Also, This picture from months back, found while skimming that bardo state of the Lightroom library:

saw you by the smokehouse

Jul 06

Comicsgirl & Night Owls -

Thanks to Comicsgirl!

In my slow road back to full comic book appreciation it is little articles like this that are most rewarding. Night Owls, by the Timony twins looks great – I love that illustration style, and Comicsgirl runs a nice site.

Jun 29

Remember when you were 18, out-of-school and drinking beer, or tequila and orange juice, or even (sweet Jesu on the rock!) peppermint schnapps, and you thought just maybe you were a robot? Or maybe it was your parents that were robots? And it was about 11 AM and you wanted to go to the main branch library in the slightly bigger town. To read from the history of science collection. To see your cute and very fun blonde friend from art class. And all that ill-advised drinking and brooding eroded you. The drunkenness was bad. However, you did discover a genuine pleasure that summer. Really, you loved a very particular beer. For me, in those halcyon times, that beer was Saranac Summer Ale. Alas, I can no longer drink that beer for the desperate swirl of memories it recalls. But this beer, sampled in immodest quantities by myself recently, recalls the purest memory of that Saranac brew. And it does it without drawing the associated dark places as vividly. Tasty, light, alcoholic. Well played Great Divide!

Remember when you were 18, out-of-school and drinking beer, or tequila and orange juice, or even (sweet Jesu on the rock!) peppermint schnapps, and you thought just maybe you were a robot? Or maybe it was your parents that were robots? And it was about 11 AM and you wanted to go to the main branch library in the slightly bigger town.

To read from the history of science collection.

To see your cute and very fun blonde friend from art class.

And all that ill-advised drinking and brooding eroded you. The drunkenness was bad. However, you did discover a genuine pleasure that summer. Really, you loved a very particular beer.

For me, in those halcyon times, that beer was Saranac Summer Ale.

Alas, I can no longer drink that beer for the desperate swirl of memories it recalls.

But this beer, sampled in immodest quantities by myself recently, recalls the purest memory of that Saranac brew. And it does it without drawing the associated dark places as vividly.

Tasty, light, alcoholic. Well played Great Divide!

Jun 20

Jun 07

Wow Never seen this before. Looks great. Must find more photos. goodoldvalves: Volvo GTZ 3000 (design by Zagato)

Wow

Never seen this before. Looks great. Must find more photos.

goodoldvalves:

Volvo GTZ 3000 (design by Zagato)

Jun 02

Filmotype Ginger -

Finding it very hard to resist Ginger!

Simonson’s Filmotype fonts are addictive.

Jun 01

MID-YEAR Refresh

INs & OUTs

Well, it’s almost the middle of the year. Time for INs & OUTs! Ready, set, go!

INs → OUTs:

Alternateens → Alternadults

Chicks in masks → Chicks with D***s

D → 3D

Racewalking → Rock climbing

Meta-historical narratives → Retro-nowism

Human toil → Magical thinking

Hydraulic brakes → Brake Position Sensors

Fauxmotioneering → Acting

Quinoa → Spelt (what are either of these things?)

Foley Artists → The Force

Cheesemaking → Clubbing (also clubbing of seals - always passé, that)

Agnosticism → Prognostication

Blood Red → Pantone 15-5519

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That’s it for the first half of the year. Join me in December for the list of things “I GOT HORRIBLY WRONG”, which is not a prognostication.