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So last night I got a Flickr pro account, because I’ve been meaning to do much more with my photos.  All too many of them sit in a box, or on the computer, and never get to see the light of day.  Hopefully through Flickr, and this site, I can change all that.

So, where to begin?  Why not start with something that’s been a real passion of mine over the years:  Halloween!

To help get all of you in the Christmas spirit, here’s a charming little Santa-themed drawing I made a long time ago:

I was 5 at the time…

[ sometimes there can be great beauty in chaos ]

What if you could just wave your hands in the air and create music?

If you happen to be a professional music conductor then you are one of the few people that could make that fantasy a reality.  However, assuming you don’t happen to have an orchestra at your disposal (or the space, for that matter), then the following information may be of some use to you.

It’s amazing what you can create using only MS Paint and a little bit of free time.

Check back occasionally, as new comics will be available “whenever the hell I feel like it”.

Enjoy.

[ go mental ]

As an early assignment for Architecture 132 - a class at Cornell I chose to take in part because it filled a history requirement, and because I’ve always been somewhat interested in architecture - we were asked to draw “every place we have ever lived”.  For me that was somewhat easy since, up until college, I had spent my whole life in the same house.  The point, I think, was to reconsider what is needed in a dwelling, and to compare our relatively lavish houses to a gallery of “primitive huts” we had just learned about.  Or something.  Admittedly, the well-attended course wasn’t that well-organized or coherent.

Regardless, it was an opportunity to draw again.  Something I hadn’t spent nearly enough time doing since my days in middle school.  So, with much excitement I chronicled my various dwellings, from childhood up until the present (as of Spring 2000).

Hello.

This is a game I created as a high school senior project.
I call it…”DIRT“.

When I was a kid my Dad and I used to play drawing games. Sometimes he would draw a primitive shape or letter and hand it to me, and I would have to turn it into something interesting. An “S” might become a snake, a square might turn into a simple house, etc. Then I would make a squiggle of my own and give it to him to finish, and we would go back and forth like that until one of us ran out of ideas or got bored. So I guess it wasn’t really much of a “game”, but I liked creative drawing so it was fun nonetheless.

Often my Dad and I would play the game on my Magna Doodle. You remember those things, right? It had a magnetic tethered pen, a couple of geometrically shaped stamps, and a slider bar that erased your work like “magic”. If yours was anything like mine it probably looked something like that picture on the right except instead of a kitty it probably had some assortment of genitalia drawn on it. Well, maybe not back then, but if you rummaged around to find yours now I bet it would. Because really, what good are creative kids’ toys if your college buddies can’t defile them with their dirty minds later in life?

Anyway, the point is I used to really enjoy drawing, and “The Line Game” as I think we called it was one of my favorites. So I was somewhat pleased when, in my Senior year high school Psych class (of all places), I was presented with the following assignment: