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I hope everyone had a jolly good Christmas! Did Santa bring you what you wanted? I got an electric toothbrush in my stocking, and a set of turquoise special edition Paula Deen frying pans ZOMG. Now I won't get teflon in my scrambled eggs anymore!

Have a lovely night, my babies, and as Tiny Tim would say, "God bless us, every one".

Here are some porcelain pieces by Guy Michael Davis. They were part of a group show of works inspired by Bosch's "Garden of Earthly Delights".

I've sort of nagged my way into a mural/fence painting deal for Community Crops, and you'd better believe that there will be some Bosch-ness up in that shiz. Because nothing spices up an urban garden like images of weird fish castles and tiny cavorting nudes.

Wood Myth Death

Coffins from the Kane Kwei studio in Accra, Ghana

Sculptures by AJ Fosik

click images for sources

Hark

-Ruthenian woman-

-Swedish Saami children-


-Cossack-

-Nellie Bly-

-Saami family-

-Quinzong-


Inspiration for the Christmas gifts that I am making.


The first three are from the New York Public Library's digital collection.
The rest are public domain or linked to their sources.

In which I talk about some things and other things

I spent a good part of the weekend sitting around in my cupcake pajama shirt and underpants(matching cupcake pants are in Denver, ok, and God forbid I wear pants that don't match), watching the Neverending Story and drawing comics.

Drawing for me is often really, really frustrating. I'm perpetually stuck in that little kid phase where accurately rendering hands and feet and sometimes noses is "wiwee hawd" and my lazy self hates difficulties. Right now, though, my art mojo is at full strength, and it is at those times that drawing is *creepy Edward Cullen voice*: like a drug to me.

So, uhh, I guess the whole point of that exposition was to say that I have 3 out of 10 pages of my Denver travelogue complete (it's a miracle, right?!) and hopefully there will be 7 more + 10 Missoula pages in the near future.

While you're anxiously awaiting my debut publication.....here is some highly recommended literature to keep you occupied.


LONGVIEW by Maria Forde

Actually, everything by Maria Forde is pimp (River Phoenix triptych, anyone?), but this zine hits close to home seeing how I have spent many many days in a nursing home, visiting with my Grandma. 'Longview' is filled with pencil portraits of patients who live with the artist's grandma, along with some advice they give on livin' it up.

Old people are awesome.

Image from here.
Purchased from here.
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I don't know anything about Lisa Hanawalt, but she draws pictures of animals in hats and mooses shopping for corsets. Right up mah alley. The zine's called "I WANT YOU #2".

I want you, too, Lisa baby.

Available for purchase here.
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The graphic novels I love the most are the travelogues. Guy Delisle's wife is in Medecins Sans Frontieres, so he gets to go to cool, dangerous?, unwelcoming? locales and then he writes comics about his experiences. There's a book for Burma, one for Shenzhen, and one for Pyongyang.

I need.

Available for purchase here.
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FRENCH MILK by Lucy Knisley is another good'un. Well, actually I can't say that since I haven't read it. But it looks good! A few critics gave her crap for focusing too much on trivial things and her whiny self, but that is what Breezy wants! Breezy wants to hear about you going to the Parisian laundromat and you flirting with Parisian boys and you taking for granted the fantastic Parisian vacation that is continually eluding Breezy!

*Cough cough*.

Available for purchase here.

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And last but not least, THE WRONG PLACE by Brecht Evens.

It's in watercolor, and it looks classy.

Two characteristics I usually avoid.
In books and in men.
I don't know what a watercolor man looks like.

But artists I like like this book, so I feel obligated to at least listen to the cool people and give it a chance.

Available for purchase here.

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So there you have it. Give ol' Breezy your recommendations if you know of any other good art zines/comics/graphic novels - ESPECIALLY TRAVELOGUES! And remember - Christmas is right around the corner *WINK WINK*

Now & Later

Last weekend I made a short film. And when I say "short film", I'm just being pretentious. It was actually a thirty second clip of me beating up my little brother.

A little less beaver this time: And a lot more crazy:

It will be up later this month.

But here is another video that you can watch right now:

My Alice.

She is mine.

You can't have her.

She plays the ukulele in her kitchen.

No Vember

You guys,

Thanksgiving is in nineteen days. Do you know what that means? Two words: Stovetop Stuffing.



In other news: Here is a hat that finally got finished.


And here is a picture of Seward, Nebraska.

All I Want to Be

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Westward, Ho - Part II

You guys.

I just got back from visiting Sunshine in Colorado. What a lovely, lovely place. "Breathtaking vistas!" I shrieked as we drove the windy road through Rocky Mountain National Park. D-Bag replied,

"I took your mom's breath away last night with my vista".


I put up with the your-mom jokes since he tolerated my "white people music" on the ride down. And he gave me beef jerky.

We camped on the shores of Jackson Lake and saw a huge owl and some deer and this dead fish. At night, I woke up and heard crunchy little footsteps outside my tent.

We hiked up Shadow Mountain/Mount Shadow/Whatever. Sunshine told us the names of plants. There was a rock that looked like a sea lion, and one like Jabba the Hutt. We tripped over many tree roots.

At mealtimes, I sat around and watched everyone cook. This was the best pancake in the history of pancakes. Even with all of the bugs in it. Our last stop was Denver, where we rode around on the city bikes while S was at work. We went to the outdoor superstore, REI, and a very cool craft shop called Fancy Tiger.

In conclusion,
everyone needs to go to Colorado. It's great.

P.S. The photo above demonstrates how I lock my bike.

FAIL.

Immediately after this photo was taken, I broke the key off inside the lock.

FAIL.

Pack Attack

You guys,

Today we're going to talk about.....fanny packs. Traditionally known as the token accessory of shameful fathers everywhere, they are also a necessary evil when it comes to outdoorsy endeavors. I'm not going to go tripping up a mountain again with a giant hobo bag full of art supplies and huckleberry flavored food, but it is nice to carry a camera/phone/cheese sandwich/etc. and still have your hands free for when you get lost and have to slide down a 50 degree grade to get back to the trail. Coughcough.

It is unfortunate then that fanny packs are boring, unflattering, dorky, and so ugly that not even Louis Vuitton or puppies can make them cute.

BLEH!BLEH!But then came the saviour of all fanny packs - the fanny pack that atoned for the sins of all of the fanny packs that came before it:Sold by carrotcake on Etsy. Ah! I'd wear the crap out of that thing if it didn't cost so much.

Alas, I am poor, and besides, last night while I was laying on my bedroom floor listening to the John Denver and the Muppets Christmas album, I got this great idea to just invent my own fanny pack and call it the "Butt Load", then market it to hipsters and make tons and tons of money, woo! Sounds good, right? We'll see how that goes.

Now that I've found my camera, you can once again expect regular posts full of rand-o photographs like these:

Aren't you so excited? I know you are.

I spent the weekend lugging Tildar around like a baby (she's getting fat!), working on projects like the bun-mask, and going to Nebraska City to buy apple-y things and take Christmas card photos in the woods with my hyper brothers.

Stop by my house tomorrow night for apple crisp and vanilla ice cream! I am serious as a heart attack - do it!

The post where I say "wee" twice

You guys.

Frank and I discovered an amazing hidden Kansas gem last week called Sycamore Springs Resort.

According to their website, Sycamore Springs used to be, like, the "hotbed of healthy". The mineral springs there attracted all kinds of sicklies lookin' for a cure and the business people who made money off of them.

Nowadays, it's still a pretty impressive outfit they've got going - mineral springs (water tastes like meat, blegh), campground, tennis/basketball court, a wee hiking trail, mini golf course, fully-operational skating rink (!), and CREEPY-ASS HOTEL.

Creepiness factors:

1. Look at it(creepy!).
2. It may or may not be sitting where the old hotel/hospital BURNT DOWN(creepy!).
3. The main floor is littered with antique physician's implements(creepy!).
4. The lights were on, but nobody was home, as they say. Actually, we heard snoring but never saw the other guests(creepy!).

In all fairness, it was also super awesome. The main floor had a den with a fireplace/TV/radio and a bunch of board games. One of the toilets was pull-flush(!) and there was a giant clawfoot tub in the communal bathroom. We got a bedroom with big windows and cutesy quilts for $55 and stayed up into the wee hours of the morning drinking coffee, eating twinkies and potato chips, and writing scripts for Ghetto Home Fabulous: The Show. Hee!

I highly recommend it for a spooky-fun weekend getaway. It's only two hours from Lincoln or Omaha, just south of the Nebraska border. And if you do decide to go.....take me with you.

WHY FALL IS THE BEST SEASON EVER AND IF YOU DON'T AGREE YOU'RE TOOOOOTALLY WRONG

- roasted butternut squash with onion salt and red pepper (Is there a proper way to peel a squash? Someone please enlighten me!)

- pumpkin+yellow cake mix dessert (shiz is delicious!)

- The colors, Duke, the colors!

- apple orchard trips

- that smell!

- candy corn pumpkins on top of cupcakes

- HALLOWEEN!

- THANKSGIVING!

- CHRISTMAS IS ALMOST HERE (yesssssss)

Tell me how yo' fall is fallin'. What is everyone going to be for Halloween, eh? I still can't decide :/

Yay!

Sea Wolf is coming to Lincoln!

Let's go see the show together.
September 29th.
Mark your calendars.

I'm working on a new mask! I'll put some photos up when it's finished.

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Even more Lincoln graffiti, including an inaccurate picture of Grag as an octopus with a piece of toast and a butter dish hat that Moko and I drew on the whiteboard in the computer science lounge.

Another!

At 10th & P

GGrrffititi

Today on my lunch break I toddled around downtown in search of some good graffiti.

Somebody practices their stenciling outside the Coho. They must be an animal lover - along with the puppy and panda there was a monkey, too, but that one wasn't very good. Keep practicing, Animal Luvva!

This one is outside of Spindle.

And finally...another pink rabbit dog! I keep seeing them around, but they are always torn down by the time I go back with my camera. People should leave the good stuff alone.