…but, as the truism goes, nobody does anything about it. This actually has nothing to do with the weather, since I use my monitor as a sun-lamp and try to stay out’ve the light as much as possible. Just remember, it’s not pasty, it’s alabaster. However, today as I was wandering aimlessly around Yerf, I […]
Well, after a long day of copying files, I finally can return to normal functionality, and maybe get some actual work done this week. Oof! In other news, today I thought about happiness.
Unnngghhh. In an ego-crushing move today, as if the gods themselves had finally noticed my hubris and one of them was getting up to get a snack anyway and so decided to kick my computer on the way out, just as I put the last touch on an elaborate commission, in the middle of signing […]
I love the guys at Five-Star. Well, specifically the art director who I work with–he called me up today to request some more cover art, one of which should be rather similiar to my painting “Crazing” sans alien fetus, and for the cover of a chick book. “So no alien fetus, then?” I asked. “Well, […]
Okay, now I’m pissed. Yesterday, at approximately 7:30 pm, I trundled out of the car, threaded my way past ice and doggiedoo, my copy of “Syberia” clutched in my hot little hand. I installed it. And thus, at about eightish, I began to play. At roughly 2 AM, I went to bed, slept until 10ish, […]
Playing “Syberia.” It’s an adventure game. I am back in the wonderful world of applying objects to other objects and talking to NPCs about a gloriously predetermined range of topics. While the adventure game has passed it’s heyday, and I will probably never again feel the great love that Hero’s Quest and Monkey Island awoke […]
It’s done. At long last. Actually, it was done at about 1 AM last night, but my brain still hasn’t wrapped around it. I speak, of course, of the “Monsters Under The Bed” story arc of my comic “Irrational Fears” which spanned approximately six months of my life–waaaay longer than I had planned to devote […]
I like poetry. I like poetry pretty much the way I like music, in a sporadic, shot-gun method, where the individual poets may bear no relation to one another whatsoever beyond the fact that it appeals to me on some level. I don’t go looking for poems, I don’t read them often, and by the […]
So today I opened up yet another rejection slip–Seventh Sea, this time–and realized like a bolt from on high that my website has become waaaaay too cluttered to serve as a portfolio for web submissions. I mean, it’s great for fans and selling prints and comics and so forth, but there’s literally hundreds of paintings […]
I put some auctions up on Furbid yesterday, and thought “Hmm, I should plug these suckers over at LJ,” and then I realized that if I did so, I should probably include some explanations, because these auctions are under a pen-name. Which is a story in itself. So gather ’round my children-who-better-be-over-18-for-this, and I’ll tell […]