I spent all day yesterday in the emergency room with a pal of mine that ran into a car door on her bike. epic wounds--she was all bad ass after we left the hospital she went straight to go drum a metal show.
I went home to draw comix. I never actually like seeing live music. I'm all about quiet and good lighting, I wanna sit on windswept beaches and eat scones reading fancy french comics. On the bus I overheard a couple of girls talking about a friend of theirs that got killed. "everyone says he swallowed dope but that aint it. the police beat him up and he had a heart attack." the other girl: "that was my homie!" life in the big city.
I went down to Portland last week and got to hang out with a drunk Al Columbia. I like how small comics is that eventually you get to meet everyone.
It makes me wish i had a nemesis that I worried running into.
Everyone in comic who I dislike is no threat. I want an evil genus that I have to stay on my toes at every turn to beat. Not that Pope ever read a comic of mine, but back in the heavy liquid or buzz buzz days he could get me to try harder. I guess I'm bound to like all the artists whose work is good. shit...
Speaking of, James and Marley my old yosh mates are back in town again. I'm thrilled. James is drawing some massive 4 page galactus drawing, Marley is doing some massive full color image book, Jacob has got some comic about a button that kills the population and coreys got his Dead in the now and sharknife zz. This tiny appartment is a burning tornado of fuckin' panel to panel. talking smoke. (i think that's what they call comics in italy?--i dunno)
I also just got nominated for an Ignatz award, Promising New Talent.
weird comic industry.
my pal Kazimir Strzepek is up for Outstanding Series for his Mourning Star book. You guys should read it if you haven't, it's really amazingly fun.
Sorry I haven't thrown up any new art in a gazilion years. I've been drawing comix. still in the 20's of king city 2. I'm gonna stick to shorter books after this. this whole it'll be done in a year thing sucks.
I got the go ahead on a 2nd Pillow fight book, IN COLOR! It's gonna be more of an anthology thing, i'll write when it's coming together. I know I wasnt gonna do that stuff again but it's only 10 pages by me and COOLOR!
That's the goods from my side of earth. Fucking James stokoe wants drinks it's time to see the world again.
Listening to: ki and 2 of those swirel things.
Reading: Murakami's hard boiled wonderland.
Watching: escape from ny/la
Playing: watching corey on metroid (zzzzzzzz)
Eating: berrrukfasssst burrritoooooo