A cut-up of an ad for The Music Man on Broadway. One day I want to do a whole series of collages where I take ads and don’t actually add or subtract anything, just cut and shuffle them, like verbal/visual anagrams.
The digestive system
A question I get asked a lot: “How do you manage to find all the stuff that you put in your weekly newsletter?”
I’ve gone over the how before, but the how might not be as interesting as the why.
The why is explained in my book, Show Your Work!:
Make stuff you love and talk about stuff you love and you’ll attract people who love that kind of stuff. It’s that simple.
The longer I write this blog and the newsletter, the more I try to focus on what I genuinely love. The stuff that really nourishes and feeds me.
I could probably grow a bigger “audience” with the most recent creativity tips and life hacks or whatever, but that’s not why I started doing this.
I started doing this to find my people. The people who care about the same things that I do.
In other words: You.
Thanks for being here.
Fleabag’s Titian
Here is Titian’s Noli me tangere, the painting that falls off the wall in the Hot Priest’s office when Fleabag announces she doesn’t believe in God. (“Love it when he does that!”) Noli me tangere translates to “Don’t touch me”: That’s what Christ says to Mary Magdalene in the Garden of Gethsemane when she sees him after the resurrection. (John 20: 14–18). A perfect detail in a perfect season of TV.
Interview with Art Hive
My mug (shot by Clayton Cubitt) is on the cover of the most recent issue of Art Hive Magazine. You can read the magazine here and the interview here. It’s fun to see these skull characters in another context:
A stone is a marvelous thing
“Curious, this child-love of stones! Stones are the toys not only of the children of the poor, but of all children at one period of existence: no matter how well supplied with other playthings, every Japanese child wants sometimes to play with stones. To the child-mind a stone is a marvelous thing, and ought so to be, since even to the understanding of the mathematician there can be nothing more wonderful than a common stone. The tiny urchin suspects the stone to be much more than it seems, which is an excellent suspicion; and if stupid grown-up folk did not untruthfully tell him that his plaything is not worth thinking about, he would never tire of it, and would always be finding something new and extraordinary in it.”
— Lafcadio Hearn, “In Cholera Time,” Japanese Ghost Stories
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