So much on my mind, so little cohesiveness to it… Sad really…
*Benita and I have been watching a British TV show called Time Team, a sort of archeology reality show hosted by Tony Robinson of “Black Adder” Baldric fame. Very clever, really, as plans go.
*I am working on a series of pictures that simply kick ass, pictures which in different combinations will be our behind-the-table vertical banner, the cover to our third trade paperback, and a series of bookmarks. This unusual set got me really excited, because I was dreading the banner. I’ve never worked that large, after all. Sorry, you can’t see them yet. You’ll dig them, though.
*I’ve almost waited the requisite week to see the latest episode of Marvel’s Agents of SHIELD. It’s a pain in the ass, but no so painful as the prospect of actually finding a normal tv and turning it on when the show originally aired. I have a life, after all. My evenings are devoted to my wife and getting to bed early.
*My Acid Reflux is really kicking my ass lately, and I’m in the process of changing my diet. Eating is not as much fun as it used to be, but I don’t like being in discomfort all the time. “Discomfort,” in this context, means that I hurt so badly I can’t sleep and can barely concentrate. But, I’m getting better. This problem killed my Uncle Buddy, or at least directly led to his passing, and I don’t want to be a repeat performance.
*I’m designing a fictional magic system for a fantasy series I’m working on. You’ve probably seen hints of it in Johnny Saturn as my thoughts on all this have firmed up over the years. My ideas on this are pretty revolutionary and paradigm shifting, and it all dates back to a rather odd night in Chicago in 2008. Oooh, cryptic…. But not sinister. Get your mind out of the gutter.
*I don’t talk negatively about other artists, living or dead. I have been fans of some of them so long that I’ve begun to see flaws or stylistic traits that bug me. This artist deadens his beautiful paintings with too much black, that artists is inconsistent on how many heads tall his characters are, and this other artists parodies cute girls to the point that they look like aliens. No, I’m not naming names, and I still love these artists, but some of the sheen has gone off the polish, or some such.
Be cool, and Yo. Just Yo.