More from the new tablet

The NYT is great for old photos. References for an endless number of images from their archives. All the news that’s fit to print and pictures to accompany that fit news going back a century plus. That’s a lot of light and shadow. At first silver halide on plates and later film and still later

The new drawing tablet

I have had the new tablet for a week. Its by Wacom. They call it the “One”. I will guess they meant it for me and others just dipping a toe into the waters of drawing on a display. I like it. It is a revelation, a sea change, a big deal. It is both

The new Pariah

Summer time but the ‘livin ain’t easy

Yo y el primero de Julio

Its been raining. The weeds must be thriving out there in the damp. The First day of July and winter is just around the corner. I always feel we’re coasting from this point. That’s Maine weather, seasonal to perfection. It will get hot and cool off. If we are lucky the late Summer and Fall

July’s leading edge

Haven’t posted anything here for a week plus. My mood shifts in normal times. I might feel like putting together content one day and not the next. I have other activities so its not like I am fetal lining in a spider hole. That’s too much like being inturd, a shitty feeling… but do we

Odds and Ends

Odds and Ends it says. That’s because I’ve posted drawings without current context. These days the context is Pandemic and Social Justice. I give attention to those themes but there’s got to be more going on. The drawings were printed in a state business paper in the early 1990’s. I got paid something but not

Graduation 2020

Being myself a high school dropout I don’t have total empathy with these young people and their rained on party. These poor youths will have to plunge into the cold water of the job market without memories of that night of debauchery and drunkenness. Well, most will forgo those memories. Their graduation ceremony done “drive

Oh, do I have to!

Yes, you have to. Even if I don’t feel like it? Yes, even then. That’s my dialog with the interface here. It must know I don’t have anything to say. It watches my keystrokes and measures the milliseconds between. It has complex algorithms to fathom my mood and productivity. The basis of the Matrix dystopian

Toons ?

Five years ago I decided to run up a bit of debt in a good cause. The cause was experience. The debt ended up about five thousand U$D. The experience, a couple of months in Eastern Europe. The former East block, the USSR’s buffer, had been off limits to me for most of my life.