January 2009 Archives

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A while ago, when I heard about Polaroid discontinuing their analog film, I resolved that I would buy a used Polaroid camera and as much old Polaroid film as I could afford. I didn't have any particular idea in mind for it--I've just been fascinated by Polaroids since small times, and I thought maybe this would be my last chance to shoot Polaroids of my very own. It's something I've always wanted. Maybe it's obsolete in the face of digital photography, but there's still a strange kind of magic to a photograph popping out of the camera and developing right in front of you.

So I will be taking at least one hundred Polaroid photos. Maybe more, if I can get hold of more film, and I'll post them for the lot of you to see. I'm not deluded enough to think this is art, but you know, if it decides to turn into art, I won't object.

Spiegelmania

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Earlier tonight I had the privilege of listening to Art Spiegelman give a lecture on the history of comics at the University of Colorado campus in Boulder. My boyfriend and I got there about a half-hour early, and the line had already coiled down one hall and back again to the door. I probably shouldn't have been surprised (it's Art Spiegelman, for heaven's sake), but I sort of was anyway--contrary to popular belief, Boulder's not really much of an art town, unless you think art consists of dull watercolors of flowers, decent-but-uninspired photographs of mountains and "noble savage"-type paintings of American Indians (which I don't). The little old ladies who wound up sitting in front of us mentioned that they were from Denver, though, so I guess word got around to the surrounding area. The MC seemed a little surprised at how good the turnout was, too.

When the doors opened, the line dissipated and everyone just kind of stampeded toward the entrances. We got very decent seats near the front. When you are there to listen to Art Spiegelman, you sit as close as you can to the man, and that's all there is to it.

As for the lecture itself, well, I didn't really learn much new about comics in general. I think this lecture was intended as a somewhat introductory seminar with the intent of getting people interested in a wider variety of comics. (That's probably good, because the conversations I was overhearing while we were waiting for the lecture to start made me think that most of the audience either a) was Jewish and had only read Maus or b) was the kind of person who calls comics "graphic novels.") Spiegelman covered the history of comic strips, the transition from big Sunday comics like "Little Nemo" and "Krazy Kat" to small comics like "Peanuts," the start of comic books, the Comics Code Authority, underground comics--all stuff I knew about, but his presentation was both charming and entertaining, so I didn't mind. He briefly talked about panel structure and using the layout itself to create a feeling in the reader, but that was really the only bit of insight he actually gave to the craft of creating comics. I wish he'd talked about that sort of thing a little more.

His personal anecdotes were where the talk really shone. He talked quite a lot about his personal experiences working for the New Yorker and Harper's. He also spoke about his meeting with Charles Schulz (Schulz had seen his work and sent him an invitation to visit; Spiegelman was initially convinced that the letter was a hoax). One thing he said struck me as profoundly funny: he started thinking of and treating comics as high art just because that was the only taboo left to be broken in underground comics. I sort of wish I'd taken notes so I could remember some direct quotations.

After the talk, there was a Q&A. I love Q&As, but the students at Boulder ask such insipid questions. Unfortunately I couldn't think of anything better to ask, though, so I didn't go up. In retrospect I probably should have asked him something about his creative process, how he wrote and designed his stories, something besides "If Vladek had met Hitler, would you have drawn him as something other than a cat?" (this was an actual question asked by someone there).

Before you ask, no, Mr. Spiegelman was not signing things or doing sketches. I wish I could say I ran into him at the bar later or something, but I can't. Well, I mean, I could, but if I did I would be lying.

Sketch - Demon

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Here's a quick little drawing that I started but don't suppose I'll ever finish. I'm rather pleased with it anyway.

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I drew some dinosaurs. Brontosaurus discriminates against the other dinosaurs due to their appearance.

Sketch - Dancing Gargoyle

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Toying with ideas for something. Probably not actually gonna use this for anything.

Sketch - Piggie

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Pig pig pig.

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Ink sketch page.

Boy Is My Face Red

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It looks like there were a few things I rather missed while setting up this site. Apparently commenting of any sort was not working for several reasons--people could not sign up for accounts, comments through LiveJournal were being marked as spam and methodically deleted by the system, and it was just a mess all around.

I have fixed it so that you should be able to sign up for commenter accounts directly on the site now. LJ users should also be able to comment using their LiveJournal sign-in for authentication. Comments will post automatically without any interference from me. If you experience any problems with the system, please get a hold of me and let me know.

NEVER FORGETIt has come to my attention that VHS tapes are officially no longer being manufactured as of January 2009. We all knew it was coming (does anyplace actually sell new VHS tapes anymore?), but it still feels awfully bittersweet. It's the end of an era.

Very soon there will be a generation of children who do not know what it means to rewind. We (you and I, gentle reader) are among the last to have listened with anticipation to that mechanical whine, waiting for the familiar click and grinding gears to signal that it was all right to press "Play."

We are among the last to open up our VCRs to retrieve "eaten" tapes (and in some cases that act awoke the spirit of the engineer within us).

We are among the last to instinctively turn tapes on their sides to make sure the side of the box says "VHS," not "BETA."

We are among the last to adjust the tracking.

So give your old VCR a hug tonight. Pull out that well-worn copy of Jurassic Park or Mortal Kombat or, God help you, Evil Toons, and give it one more run for old times' sake. Curl up with those memories and take comfort from the familiar sounds and rituals and unabashed flaws that came with the VHS format, for that shared experience belongs to us and our youth.

NOTE: The image is a great VHS memorial t-shirt from Nakatomi.

Burn, Burn, Burn

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"They rushed down the street together, digging everything in the early way that they had, which later became so much sadder and more perceptive and blank. But then they danced down the street like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see a blue centerlight pop and everyone goes 'Awww!' What did they call such young people in Goethe's Germany?"
--Jack Kerouac, On the Road

I feel like I should have read this book when I was younger, but I fear I wouldn't have really understood it.  There are so many things I "get" now that my teenage mind was incapable of comprehending.

Sketch - O RLY

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Sketch - Rik-Tik-Tikki

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I have been drawing and redrawing this scene since I was a child and as far as I know, I've never gotten it quite right.

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Ninkashurra is feeling lean and hungry, and that is when everyone with good sense avoids her the most. Not that a person with good sense would want to go near her even when she's in charitable spirits.

Sketch - HELLO

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New Year's doodle.