Newspaper + Marker = Poetry. Buy the book.
After I made this one I was reminded of Joe Brainard’s New Year poem “1970,” quoted in Ron Padgett’s biography:
is a good year
if for no other reason
than just because
I’m tired of complaining
I made this blackout back in 2010, but it came to mind last night when I was finishing up Malcolm Harris’s book about millennials, Kids These Days, and I read this sentence: “The First Amendment gives us the right to get together and complain until things change or we get too tired to keep going.”
“I can’t be a pessimist,” James Baldwin said, “because I am alive.”
Whenever I’m told to go after “low-hanging fruit,” I think of drawing a cartoon with two characters standing over a tombstone.
“He picked the low-hanging fruit,” one says.
“Yeah,” says the other. “But he never climbed the tree.”
“Every time we have built new eyes to observe the universe, our understanding of ourselves and our place in it has been forever altered.”
—Lawrence M. Krauss