Tuesday

Describe your favorite day of the week and why?


Well its officially tuesday and I love it! more to come, this quote: "you didn't make the cut (in my commercial) you were left on the editing room floor. but your still in my hard drive and in my heart."

New Comic

came to my attention!

So it came to my attention from a fellow classmate in top digital world, through Ichat that I should use citation for these tasks because as of a three month assignment given by blogger and designer Russel Davies. I was gonna talk about this in class though: but here is the citatation just to clear things up:

Davies, Russell. "How to be Interesting."Russell Davies: riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo. November 07, 2006. http://russelldavies.typepad.com/planning/2006/11/how_to_be_inter.html.

Scrap booking again

I got a Moleskin at the bookstore and I am working on an idea book/scrap book X2

#10

Read: Understanding Comics - Scott McCloud
The Mezzanine - Nicholson Baker
The Visual Display Of Quantitative Information - Edward Tufte

All these books are good for their own reasons but they’re also good examples of people who are really interested in stuff that others think of as banal and who explain it in a way that makes you share their passion. That's good.

And that's it.



I have been getting into what comics signify and what a cartoon can say about society and the rules of the game. From ancient times when Egyptians wrote on the wall to present day street art comics tell a story. Why do we believe cartoon forms of ourselves? Why is the high intellectual property of the New Yorker only illustrated?

I'm working on a comic of my own. Hopefully it will be up by next week. More to come later.

#9

Make something

Do something with your hands. Create something from nothing. It could be knots, it could be whittling, Lego, cake or knitting. Take some time to get outside your head. Ideally, make something you have no idea how to do. Get something from Make and try it, assuming you’ll screw it up the first time. People love people who can make things. Making’s the new thinking. Share your things on the your blog, or, if you’re brilliant maybe you can share them on etsy.

here is my art, I have become a Lithographer. Click on the Jpegs to really see the litho detail, I am loving this stuff right now, it brings color and life from stone and aluminum through the powers of chemicals and a printing press.
Mechanica Naturalista

For Bean with Love and Cancer

65% Chance of Rain

#7

Once a week sit in a coffee-shop or cafe for an hour and listen to other people’s conversations. Take notes. Blog about it. (Carefully)

Take little dips in other people’s lives. Listen to their speech patterns and their concerns. Try and get them down on paper. (Don’t let them see. Try not to get beaten up.) Don’t force it, don’t hop from table to table in search of better eavesdropping, just bask in the conversations that come your way.


So I am failing pretty hard at this because I haven't found any interesting people yet. I was at Barry's on 12th and Alder for over an hour, and I ran into a friend and I think they our conversation was by far more interesting then the other patrons in the cafe. Roma seems to be study and less talk except for outside where the people discuss how to change the world while chain smoking. Milky way offer a glimpse into the Asian mafia. I have yet to go and dread to go to Starbucks/Quiznos I also think Pergino downtown might have a more intellectual ease dropping.

Update: Glenwood on Saturday was pretty priceless, I need to use my words carefully but a very afro-centric group was sitting in the booth next to us, and I could tell they were not in Kansas anymore. I can't really begin to describe their tones or topics of conversation but they sure complained a hell of a lot about the Glenwood not having french fries.

Also there was this couple who looked so unhappily married it hurt. The scrunched their faces at each other and didn't speak for the whole meal. It was a Saturday night and it was as if they didn't want to eat alone, or with each other for that matter. They sat in total silence reading the paper.

I was also at Sys pizza on Saturday night at around 12:45am. There were two largely jolly "ho-ish" looking Taylor going girls. They definitely were not on the same planet we were on. The kept bitching about AOL im's and couldn't believe they were getting an IM through their phone. They read the IMs out load, they were dirty. Someone pretty funny was playing a joke on them pretty well, because the content was nasty, especially read out loud in a pizza parlor.