New Pens!

Testing out some new pens!

 
The skull is owned by Lina Martinez…and no man or woman may yet possess Man Dantana!

Sense/Sense Object Dissection

While drawing this one of the things I was thinking about was the relationship that sense and sense objects have–as it’s articulated in the Upanishads and specifically the Katha Upanishad……Good-bye horrrrrr-ses, I’m flying over youuuuuuuu…..  Also I allowed the two-dimensional figures to not be fully visible, and allowed objects on the surface (foreground) to sneak behind other figures. In other drawings (like this one) this was a limitation I set on myself: that every figure live on the surface, and not curl back into that fake implied space. So that’s why this one has more a three-dimensional quality to it. I allowed myself to push in and pull out. I believe that’s why it feels like a dissection. Going forward I don’t want to be too permissive with myself though, since I’m not trying to make a thing that mimics existing in the space we exist in. We’ll see how it goes on though. I don’t want to over-think this stuff and snuff out the novelty of spontaneous characters/characteristics.

Sam & Rod

It’s Sam Andreae’s birthday today so I made him THIS! Based on the battle pieces he and Rod have been working on.

As reference, this is what a battle piece is:

Strikethrough Me and You (part 1) in Sam’s Basement from Sam Andreae on Vimeo.

The Universe Strummin a Chord

“But it’s a hard chord, so we don’t always get amazing moments…just so-so ones.” –Rod
(Owned by able and honest violinist, Linda Jankowska.)

Exposition

On January 22, 2013

So the most important thing to me would be

THE SIMPLE TRUTH

It’s that fundamental idea that I’m just here.

There’s nothing more to say about that.

Then there’s something I have to deal with:

THE IMAGINARY ADVERSARY

Then there’s

LANGUAGE ITSELF

which is that it is a filter.

Then we can talk about

WHY

This can be broken up

—as far as I know, or have thought about it—

into MY MOTIVATION and THE CONDITIONS

Then there’s

METAPHOR

That is called the Homunculus, and this is called the Cartesian Theatre.

Memories! That’s weird…

Then it will be the end of our species.

Again, I need to focus on right now.

So some of my MOTIVATIONS are fear-based

Maybe you’re just me.

Maybe you’re just me out there.

[At this point I should have written

PROCESS

This occurred to me only later that day.]

probably the most

legible manifestations of that communication