This is the Point Where I Would Normally Burn You Alive
So last night Amy took me to a showing of local Cinci artists. It was cool… and quite amusing. Especially the one artist, who stood next to his untitled painting and explained patiently to people that it squiggly lines did indeed have a title, but he would only reveal it to them after they told him their initial reaction. And then to top it off, he’d hand them his business card — a card printed with a painting of his business card. No, that’s how he described it himself. Ahh, pretension! What would I have to make fun without it? Oh, yeah, republicrats.
Been pulling back on blogging lately, mostly to have more time for writing and doing comics. None of you bastards seemed to notice. Shame on you.
Arkham Polytech – Returns to color next week.
Girl and Her Gunship – Dead in the water and abandoned, for now. Don’t know why this one’s so hard.
In the Company of Idiots – Idea needs some refinement before I leap into it.
Fear and Shopping on Planet Earth – Returned to this with a vengeance. Got 10,000 words in last year before abandoning it over the summer. Reread those ten thou last weekend, wondered why I abandoned it, and I’ve got another 3 thou words down so far.
P.S. Post title courtesy of Frank Reynolyds, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.
