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Its been 44 days I’ve not driven the car. The motorcycle still rests in its winter cloak, this in spite of many warm days I could have ridden. Others have been out screaming down the highway on their big bikes. Many of them without helmets. They’ve considered the risk of not having the chief protection

My Kindle Children’s Book

Its always been my dream to get a book out on kindle and make a zillion dollars wining all awards possible, feted by heads of state, celebrities doors open to the loftiest offices in the land….but it didn’t happen. However, at least I finally got a book up on that site. This was the first

My Life in review

The heavily doctored photo is me in Krakow Poland in 2015. I am leaning on a Trebi, the iconic East German car, in front of the Nowa Huta Steel works. That day I joined a young Japanese tourist for the Proletariat tour of the former Communist sites in Krakow. The Poles are enterprising by nature

Buzz Graphic

Remember that cute aphorism, “Life is what happens when you’ve made other plans” That sure is a cute maxim. I hate cute sayings. Another I detest is, “When life gives you lemons make lemonade “. To paraphrase Scrooge, people who offer such pearls of wisdom should be boiled in their own Christmas pudding. If they

Bugs bug Out

Anatomical correctness

I don’t remember Alex. Might have been a real person. Stream of conscientiousness is a possibility. Astral projection? Not ruling anything out. Its the age of imagination isn’t it? But what more does a sketch of a dog do here than inflict pain on the anal anatomist? All graphics, all images are just tokens which

Two guys in Space

Being isolated somewhat, living by myself, alone, just me, I sometimes ask myself and answer too. It is technically a monologue but with a little voice characterization it can be turned into a dialog. Having it mean anything or have any significance, that’s a problem for another day.

The quick sketch

The point in a cartoon or a cartoonish illustration is to be light but convey the central idea. That’s the reason for long conversations with the client, discovering what would make them happy. Sort of like the therapist patient relationship. Often…they don’t know what they want…but when you dig, and you must, you can surprise

Free Association

the right of thoughts to randomly associate and gather together. Neither a writer nor illustrator I orbit creativity like the bug around a night light in summer. I remember those nights in Nebraska. There were bugs at night and they loved the lights we set outdoors. Like in the north they put out bird seed

Illustration for Something

I’ll see a photo in the NYT and draw it in pen or graphite. I’ve done that for nearly all my life. Its pretty ingrained. That leads to piles of paper renderings of all manner of stuff. There is text too. Stories that were never completed because they morphed like the kiwi plant that’s taken