The cure for travel anxiety is me saying to myself, “Oh, who cares if I get anywhere?”
Come to think of it, this is also a cure for anxiety when working: “Who cares if I get anywhere?”
The cure for travel anxiety is me saying to myself, “Oh, who cares if I get anywhere?”
Come to think of it, this is also a cure for anxiety when working: “Who cares if I get anywhere?”
Yesterday I saw some pretty pansies on a stoop in NYC, and they reminded me of the masks worn in Lucha libre.
I remember just now that the Joe Brainard show I saw the previous day at Tibor de Nagy was full of pansies. My eye was primed…
Filed under: collage, Sunday collage
I may make this a thing.
A collage from (last) Sunday. Collage is what I do when I don’t have any ideas.
As I’ve said before, collage is my favorite thing to do when I’m stuck or in between things.
A perk of being on tour: Hotels often have free papers with comics in them, so I like to cut out the dialog from one strip and paste it to another. The dumber the better.
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