Let’s pretend this copy, er, personal message from Fred, is being written by Fred’s super agent. We’ll call him Secret agent Powers, Auston Powers. But it’s totally not, this is all words from Fred and his head, I mean my head.
Groooovie. Here is the next Queen mum.
Fred rules! He’s better than sliced bread and he’s gluten free.
But in a fun kind of rewarding way. I just bought a new wireless keyboard does it show? Anyway, I have done a bunch of jobs already this year. Not all are in the scope of my focus here. I like to do many different types of art, but some are away from what I initially set out to do. Caricatures have always been my focus but over the years it’s evolved to exaggerated portrait to very little exaggeration. I feel fortunate that I’m asked by clients to do many different things now. Different jobs let me flex different muscles.
is now available to order and might even be in a book store near you! I know, “books!” what are those? heh. There are a few more of the 70 illustrations I did for the whole book here. Please order a few books and let me know how you are. If you liked the art you can mention that too.
Wow, those were some holidays, aye? I just want to say “thank you” to everyone who has e mailed me through my site this year. I try and answer everyone as soon as I can. Sometimes I get buried by a couple deadlines in a row causing e mails to get covered as well. Jan already seems to be going well. I have a lot to look forward to this year. I hope everyone reading this also has a good 2014 to look at…. All two of you. Hi mom, hi dad. Oh, dad is sleeping and mom is out hiking.
I had to do this before the actual deal was closed. It was obvious where it was going. While I realize how serious the situation is with the national budget etc, it’s a sick comedy to watch. I listen and read in disbelief at what falls out of the talking head’s mouths. (The ones on TV not the band… I like the band.) We have a new theater company in America and they don’t do Shakespeare. All original improv. But the worst kind of improv. Predictable. I’m going to have to figure out some new metaphors for “fiscal cliffs”, “Shutdowns” and “Last Stands”. You can only do Sisyphus pushing that rock up the hill so many times. I say let it run down to the bottom of the hill and go to a cafe’ and read a book. Maybe “Congress for Dummies”? And who made a round rock and decided it had to be on top of the mountain anyway? You couldn’t make it square?
For the next fiscal crisis. I haven’t done a train derailment for a while. That gets complicated though. Pick your branch of government’s building and put it on a flatcar behind an engine run by X.
I haven’t done the “herding cats” metaphor yet. I guess that will be for the GOP trying to get everyone in their ranks to cooperate again. Although almost every important vote I’ve seen in congress if you ask one it’s like asking them all. Like the Borg or something.
Or, Obama and company, maybe Boehner?, rock climbing toward the cliff? Or the cliff could turn out to be Sisyphus’ round rock?
I do a lot of different projects. I love driving through the Appalachian mountains along route 80 in Pennsylvania. Sometimes I pick a random exit (when I have extra time!) and go down a small road that looks interesting. I’ll pull over and snap some reference to paint from in the studio later. This past summer I explored route 97 in New York that runs along the Delaware river that divides the northeast corner of PA and NY. I was driving an Abarth turbo ’12, so I was thoroughly enjoying the entire ride.
Sometimes the reference I shoot to paint from later doesn’t inspire me as much as when I’m right there at the scene. I totally understand why people paint right on the spot. Maybe next fall or some time next year I’ll plan a more leisurely trip to allow for some plein air painting.
Gouache on paper. Contact me if you would be interested in seeing more and or like to purchase a print or original. I’m a an artist that sells art after all! HA!
An ominous black mark on The New York Comic Con this past weekend which extends far beyond the comic world was their abuse of information. Badges this year had a chip in them that you had to “punch in” and “punch out” with or you wouldn’t be allowed back in the following day. Here is a large group of people probably a good target for a terrorist attack of some sort. Extra security is needed, I get it. But the abuse was in registering your badge, you didn’t have to but it was strongly encouraged. You had to give the company, Reed I think, permission to access your Twitter or Facebook accounts as a sign in or for verification. Reed then Twittered on your behalf without anyone’s knowledge using your Twitter to announce to your followers that you were “having a great time at NYCC!!! ;)”. They big brother’d everyone. The chip let them know you were there and they would automatically send out the tweet. Everyone was pissed. I don’t think pissed enough, but that’s just me.
This was just a comic con. Imagine all the other things you register on line etc. everyone from the NSA on down swears they will keep your info private and only be used for good. I wonder about the balance between wanting to stay anonymous and wanting to take advantage of technology like a blog like this to show what I do or have stupid people sticking their nose into your apartment to bust your balls for not putting the lid down on the toilet.
Here’s some person I was walking behind at the con.