Thou Art Slain, O Monster!

A beastly summer cold has been terrorizing our household since last Thursday. But, the buck stops here, Mister! I WILL defeat the beast and stay healthy!!! I felt it's puny, miserable assault last night, but today I feel normal. I shall prevail!!!

I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT A BITE FEELS LIKE!!!!

Some kid bit Cooper in the face at school today. Yes, bit him in the face.

Dealing with stuff like this is part of a parent's job. Dealing with it in the right way can be tough. Emotions and all that stuff-- they can cloud the judgment. This image represents my emotions upon hearing what had happened. If I had actually been there, I know I would have kept my head, but hearing it over the phone adds a distance that magnifies the feeling of helplessness at not being able to do anything-- not even comfort Cooper. So, the (normal, I think) feeling of anger had extra fuel supplied by the feeling of helplessness. I was QUITE ANGRY! But, after awhile, the anger subsided. It's hard to justify wanting to strangle a 3 year old kid for very long. Still, that kind of behavior has to be snuffed out early.

It was sort of synchronistic that I had a documentary about psychopaths running in the background while I was working at the time I got the call. Did you know that, in Great Britain at least, a child CANNOT be diagnosed as a psychopath or as having a personality disorder? I guess that, if the monster is a kid, we somehow hold out hope that he can change. (It doesn't seem to be the case, though). Anyway, the little person at Cooper's school probably isn't a psychopath. Probably.

Oh, and I'm not either.

Advice

I dedicate this gentle visual taunt to "Anonymous" who left a comment on last Wednesday's post. Rest easy, friends, the woodcut/scratchboard look is probably just a phase. Don't freak out! Experimenting with different styles can only help me improve as an artist.

Hi Ho, Hi Ho...

Happy Father's Day

This is something Cooper and I created together. It started out as a scan of a paper napkin.

Skin Deep

Sometimes it's best not to look too deeply into things (unless one is prepared to face some uncomfortable truths).

DoodleDum

This is part of what was a much larger drawing. It's really pretty bad, isn't it? Sorry you had to look at it.

The Girls

We adopted a couple doggies this past weekend. They're a mother/daughter pair. They are really affectionate and good with the kids.

It almost feels like it's too soon after Pepper's passing, but I think it will work out. They are a good fit.

Rain?

Could it be? There's a chance...

Frankenfoods

I read a really disturbing article on Cryptogon.com this morning about genetically modified (GM) foods. The original article appears at Seedsofdeception.com

I'd recommend reading the whole thing (it's not that long). And, if you don't have time to read it, but you do think that GM foods are potentially dangerous, then you can download a Pocket Non-GMO Shopping Guide from the Institute for Responsible Technology here.

Timeless

He forgot his watch! I didn't, though. It's 5:58pm! Stupid alien.

I Know What You're Thinking...

...You're thinking, "I'd like to wear a T-shirt/sweatshirt with this design on it!" Or, possibly, "I sure wish I could have this on a coffee cup!" Maybe even, "What I wouldn't give for a messenger bag emblazoned with this image!"

Well, my friends, today's your lucky day. Click HERE to order things of that nature. Be the first on your block to own one!

Elixir of Life

I do covet thee, O bitter brown. Thy loving heat doth sustain, and thy chemical makeup doth stoke greatly the guttering flame of this, mine frail constitution. Thou dost bear me up.

Please, Come In..

Hey, I've started a second blog called "Kenny's Kloset" where I can put "Family-Unfriendly" images! Oh boy! Get ready to cringe and vomit!

There's a link over there on the right. Enjoy.

Self Portrait?

Maybe I'll look like this when I'm older. I don't think I'll be so sinister, though.

Do Easy

Burroughs:

DE is a way of doing. It is a way of doing everything you do. DE simply means doing whatever you do in the easiest most relaxed way you can manage which is also the quickest and most efficient way, as you will find as you advance in DE.

You can start right now tidying up your flat, moving furniture or books, washing dishes, making tea, sorting papers. Consider the weight of objects exactly how much force is needed to get the object from here to there. Consider its shape and texture and function where exactly does it belong. Use just the amount of force necessary to get the object from here to there. Don't fumble, jerk, grab an object. Drop cool possessive fingers onto it like a gentle old cop making a soft arrest. Guide the dustpan lightly to the floor as if you were landing a plane. When you touch an object weigh it with your fingers, feel your fingers on the object, the skin, blood, muscles, tendons of you hand and arm. Consider these extensions of yourself...(continued)

Nearly Sprung

Spring is passing us by...

Catch him if you can!

OK... I Guess I Was Wrong.

You know the type: anything that you say (and I mean anything) must be challenged/corrected/augmented.

Lord of the Flies

Here are a couple photos I took today of a few of the unwanted visitors we had this morning.  Horribly, they were in our kitchen--more than 60 of them-- and they seemed to have come from a tiny gap between the molding at the top of one of our cupboards and the ceiling.  Many of them had fallen to the counter below, as the majority of them were oddly flightless.  It took awhile to catch them all and take them outside--they just kept coming! 

 

Anyway, here's where it gets a little more strange:  I haven't had many reasons to climb up into the attic in the 9 years we've lived in this house, but I've been up there twice in the last few days.  The most recent time was today to see if I could find the source of the sudden infestation (because from the top of that cupboard, where the flies appeared to be coming from, it turns out that there is a little gap where the exhaust tube for the stove fan exits into the attic and beyond), but I found nothing.   The other time was Monday afternoon.  

The reason I went up there on Monday was because Nina and Cooper had heard "someone walking around on the roof," and when I went outside to see what was going on and found nothing, I thought that the sound might have emanated from the attic.  If it had, I couldn't find the source.  When I descended, covered in dust, Nina said that my clambering around up there sounded exactly the same as the noise they had heard previously.  That's a little creepy, right?

And, also, while I was battling flies this morning, Nina was battling the television in the bedroom because it kept turning on and off by itself!  

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I stayed home today, because I'm sick.  I caught the cold that Cooper and Dean have (and that sent them both to the doctor with breathing problems-- I can hardly wait for my turn to have my torso turn into a bag of phlegm!)  Anyway, here is one of the several trains I drew for Cooper today.  I'm too lazy to color it, but I bet it would look groooovy if I were to try.  Oh well.  Sorry.

Customer Service

Well, thanks for trying.

Oh Yeah...

(NOTE: I've removed the video because of that god-awful Neo-Pets Commercial. It's just too obnoxious, and I think I've given them enough free advertising. Here is part of a drawing that I did for the Blog at SpongeBob.com)

I forgot to tell you that I did the storyboard for this 30 second short... I think it was last year. It was my first attempt at "professional" storyboard directing. I've done a few more shorts since, but I guess they aren't ready for you to see yet. I think I'm improving as I go, so get ready for more. This is from SpongeBob.com (forgive me the commercial you have to sit through first).

Lesson One

What kind of class is this, again?

Benighted