Weird, occasionally risque, and probably unhealthy, but I like this guy's stuff a lot. The drawing style is rough, careless, intricate, and has that narrow color palette that reminds me of late '60s-early '70s sci-fi covers. His people and characters are very much alive too, and the worlds they inhabit are very compelling...






AC has been posting on her blog the fast few days, which has caused me to browse back through her older posts, for fun and for curiosity's sake, since I had only a vague sense of what was there. Wow! She has collected so much cool art and beautiful design on those pages; I am now struggling with (a common) overwhelming temptation to forget everything and just draw and invent ceaselessly...

After a exceptionally quiet weekend I am back to thinking too much about all the things that need doing; like working on cars, applying for work, figuring out how to make the paycheck stretch 'til the next one drops in the box...you know. And this is the second week on a row that I haven't gone to sleep before midnight.

I almost made it across the threshold of real creativity between watching Coraline on Friday and the wonderfully moody cloudiness and rain that has darkened the sky since Thursday; but I got as far as a partial outline of a new writing project and stalled out. Seems to be the way of things. I'm sure I'll finish a story one of these days...

There have been some great successes though! The Volvo 145 (after a LOT of tinkering and some new parts) runs better than it ever has, I made some much needed extra cash on various car work for folks, and I have responded to four more job listings!

They say it is going to rain for next two weeks. Either we'll get so homesick for PDX that we'll just up and leave, or we'll get all depressed about the economy and spend too much on beer...

Rainy days always produce more creativity in me than sunny ones. This may be because there seems to be an inherent melancholy in a grey day, and sadness is a greater producer of art than happiness. However, I don't feel sad, just thoughtful. Work is uncharacteristically slow today, and as usual, too many peripheral projects with too little time to do them loom near at hand. Perhaps I will have the opportunity to push off all the pressing tasks that consume my mind and channel this arty mood before the day is over...