More out of bored amusement than a genuine thirst for fame and humiliation, my buddy Don is trying to get casted for the Real World. Check out his application video that is from a New Year’s celebration we had, in which he shouts obscenities, plays the guitar, and quotes John Lennon.
STUPID FREE COMIC BOOK DAY…
Well, we tried to enjoy Free Comic Book day, and struck out miserably. More than anything, I just wanted to get my hands on Drawn + Quarterly’s offering, Lynda Barry’s Activity Book, and of course, it was nowhere to be found in the Cleveland city limits. Neither was First Second’s offering by Eddie Campbell. (Even Mr. Campbell’s own local comic shop didn’t get it. “Once again the world of comics has reduced me to a disappointed and despondent state,” he says.) I did, however, manage to pick up the Unseen Peanuts by Fantagraphics, which is great. I saw Johnny Ryan’s Comic book Holocaust, but when I went to pick it up, some crazy-looking hick in jean shorts spat, “That’s my pile!”
Here’s Douglas Wolk, to rub it in:
Activity Book (Drawn & Quarterly)
Lynda Barry, the cartoonist behind “Ernie Pook’s Comeek,” teaches an unusual sort of writing workshop. This excerpt from a forthcoming book is basically her introductory lesson, and it’s a joy in its own right, deliciously drawn (with fragments of collage worked into each page), insightful and bubbling with delight in the process of artistic creation. A+
There’s hope yet, though: order something from Drawn + Quarterly this month, and you get it with your order! Also, in addition to the pages I’ve already posted and the one above, there’s this PDF excerpt from the D+Q site.
THE SMALLER THE TRIANGLE, THE HAPPIER THE HUMAN
I don’t know if I’ve made this clear in other posts, but Meg and I are absolutely, positively, without-a-doubt moving to Austin, Texas around the beginning of August. Meg will be attending the University of Texas to get her Master of Science in Sustainable Design, and I will be working full-time (yikes!) somewhere to support us.
What we are excited about:
- warm (hot) weather
- the unbelievable music/arts scene
- the abnormally large number of dachschund rescues in the area
- tacos ‘n’ BBQ
- cowboy boots
What we are NOT excited about:
- the cheese factor of living in a city that shares my first name
- getting a new job
- moving
- finding an apartment
As our move approaches, I’ve been thinking more an more about quality of life — how easy we have it here in Cleveland, and how we might make it even better in Texas. For us, anxiety is usually only the product of Unknown Factors, and our Unknown Factors are big ones: Where To Live and Where to Work.
There was a New Yorker article on commuting a week or so ago (it coincidentally had a cool illustration of Glenn Ganges in traffic by Kevin Huizenga) that had a very practical way of looking at the Where To Live, Where To Work question:
Putnam likes to imagine that there is a triangle, its points comprising where you sleep, where you work, and where you shop. In a canonical English village, or in a university town, the sides of that triangle are very short: a five-minute walk from one point to the next. In many American cities, you can spend an hour or two travelling each side. “You live in Pasadena, work in North Hollywood, shop in the Valley,” Putnam said. “Where is your community?” The smaller the triangle, the happier the human, as long as there is social interaction to be had. In that kind of life, you have a small refrigerator, because you can get to the store quickly and often. By this logic, the bigger the refrigerator, the lonelier the soul.
Our triangle here in Cleveland is pretty small: we can’t walk to work, but we can and do walk to the grocery store, to the Chipotle, to the book store. I’m hoping we can find a similar situation in Austin.
As for the job search, I have this Bruce Eric Kaplan cartoon posted to the fridge:
If you are an employer — or if you know of an employer — in Austin who is looking for a writer/designer with plenty o’ computer, web design, and customer service experience…please contact me!
PLUG FOR MY WIFE
She keeps a really excellent little blog on green building and Cleveland. (If you’re into those two things.)
DON’T GO WHERE I CAN’T FOLLOW
This beautiful little book came out sometime around when Meg and I got married. It is a document of Anders Nilsen’s relationship with his fiance, Cheryl Weaver, who died of hodgkins lymphoma in 2005. It reads somewhat like a heartbreaking, full-color issue of FOUND magazine dedicated to a couple: there are scanned postcards, hand-written letters on notebook paper, ticket stubs, photographs, and of course, Nilsen’s wonderful comics.
For obvious (or not so obvious?) reasons, I stayed far away from this book until a good time had passed since our wedding. (It was difficult — until now, I’ve read every work of Nilsen’s as soon as I could get my hands on it. He is one of my favorites.) About a month ago, I read THE END, which is actually something of a sequel to DON’T GO. DON’T GO finally came in the mail today (yes, it arrived with the steaks), and I read it tonight in one sitting.
What to say about this book? What you say about all great books: as little as possible.
Buy it. Read it. It does what great art does best: makes you stop and look around. Makes you want to keep on living.
All day I had been thinking about Kurt Vonnegut, and after reading this book, I thought of a little something he asked of all of us: “I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.'”
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