Just Like Heaven

I wish I could stay up all night … drawing, spilling semen, listening to music … tumblers of whisky, pastels, wife … art, romance, indulgence … goddamnit it if I don’t hate bedtime.

Boys will be boys

The second last episode of “Paris Hilton’s My New BFF” has been unavailable for the past couple of weeks for some unexplained reason, so between pornography I’ve been watching my 25 DVD box set on WWII instead. My favorite quote so far: “Do you know what it’s like to squeeze a tomato till the juice oozes out of the broken skin? That is what it’s like when you bayonet a German soldier.” Another good one was: “I watched a man next to me take out a photo of his wife and two children and look at it, then he tore it into pieces and shot himself. Then I felt a pistol against my chest, and after a short time passed they still had not shot me … I knew I was not going to be killed, then I felt my new life begin.”
It’s intoxicating … the carnage and the kill or be killed stories. The big strategies and leaders are interesting, but I love the little people, the little people thrust into the lap of the gods … the common man who finds himself in a foreign field, face-to-face with an enemy after months, years, even a lifetime of propaganda training him to believe this enemy is less-than-human. Literally face-to-face, with nothing but a shovel in your hand and a realization that you will die, your family could die, your entire country could be ravaged, raped and enslaved if you capitulate. I love it. Man, Hemmingway was right. I gotta get me some war experience.

Stalin wouldn’t have done this (he never would have done this)

I always thought I would be bigger than this … when I was a kid I thought I would take over the world … lately I just can’t wait till the weekend … I know rich people … people who can do things … billionaires … people who could make it happen … I thought they would have taken me under their wing by now … I should have sucked more dick, or, I should have been more discriminate.

It's okay to be red

I have a friend in China who says there are 35,000 people employed just to scan the internet and block sites that have any content that shows China negatively. He says there are even people who are paid to say positive things.
Just for the record, if you’re out there scanning this, I’ll gladly say anything you like for cash.

The Prince of pop

It’s hard to explain in this day and age … the first time I head “Lovesexy” … so foreign to me … so black … there was a great divide … not theoretically … culturally … your body wanted to dance, but all you had was the Footloose soundtrack at every high school dance. Then Prince came … we were never the same again.

Joke of the week

Two muffins were sitting in an oven. The first muffin said, "It's getting hot in here." The second muffin said, "Holy shit! A talking muffin!"

Monday, 2:40am

Is it the weekend yet?

Somewhat slightly unrestrained

I’ve shifted from drawing to painting. It feels like moving from voyeurism to rape.

The early days

Today’s drawing is too wet to scan.

We’ve been preparing the new official site for Wrong design … I’ve been scanning through old CDs for sample works for the portfolio … the old days … before I had staff … things were different then, in the early days of email … I have backup CDs of email attachments … funny photos … cute puppies, candid shots of local celebrities without their make-up on, suicides, naked women with penises … all sorts of junk that was revolutionary in the early days of email … amazing, I really kept this stuff? I still remember Kenneth … I was complaining the police were closing down illegal pornography shops … quite, unassuming Kenneth … he said “Why not make your own pornography?” … ah Kenneth … good idea … in the early days of affordable video equipment and digital cameras … I’ve been scanning through old CDs … all the fun I used to have … I’d completely forgotten.

A rough guide to New York City

Back from 2 weeks in Old Lady Manhattan. For the uninitiated - New York City: smells of urine, everything is broken, its okay to be clinically insane, community motto: “fuck your neighbor before your neighbor fucks you” … I’m starting to like it there.