Thursday, May 28, 2015

My Life be like:

My life be like:

What even are those things on the table? 
"What even are"?
Liz it is impossible for me to conceive of a grammar in which that would be acceptable. 
Why do you think Candide is the funniest thing ever what is your problem.Voltaire was a big ass. 
Why are you shouting?

Hello gentleman and toadstools that compose my readership I am having a day. The sort of day in which one arises and says to themselves, "let's get things done!" then they proceed not to get things done which drives them further and further into a land of panic and maybe also of tears but just maybe we will see. Sorry I have not been posting cartoons recently I have been submitting them various other places and practicing rejection. Character. Hooray.

Sunday, May 17, 2015


I've been rethinking my tombstone game lately. Attempting to really capture your life on a piece of stone is a difficulty. Mostly it's factory molded angles cradling heart shaped placards on which your existence is whittled down to a name and dates. 
What happened to complex interlocking poems like in the Spoon River anthology? Now that is a graveyard I could be a part of.

Friday, May 15, 2015

Fave Friday: Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell

I have so many favorite things that I have decided to share them with you on Fridays. (Obligatory: These are a few of my favorite things!)
Have you heard of these things before? Probably. Fine. I'll remind you about some wonderful things then.

Today: Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell

 Quick Fix: 

A fat book about some boss magic. Totally worth reading. 
Reading level: Like Harry Potter with a description of the battle of Waterloo in it.

Long Winded Description: 

This is like Harry Potter for grown ups.* If you grew up with the Chronicles of Narnia, Lord of the Rings, or harbor a fervent love for Neil Gaiman this is the book you've been waiting for. Read it right now. I only read it very recently but I wish I read it years ago.

I do fall hard for books with a well thought out magical universe and man is this one of them. I really like that it's a "STAY IN THE CIRCLE" kind of magic.

All hail the Raven King. 

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Used Envelopes VS Notebooks

DOES ANYONE ELSE HAVE THIS PROBLEM? I have notebooks. I have many notebooks. I have fancy notebooks with the Chi-Rho (XPI) Page from the book of Kells on it. I have cheap composition notebooks with the black and white cow pattern on them. 

But do I use any of them? NOPE. These notebooks are supposed to hold my torrents of ideas in the same spot so that, on the off chance that one of them is actually decent, I can find them again. They should make my ideas accessible so that I don't have them strewn all over the place like Sybil's oak leaves.  

Instead I end up writing all over every envelope that I am sent and subsequently looking through the trash bin over for ideas that I had last Tuesday.

Example: Here we see the wild envelope writing tendency in its natural habitat.

Resulting in this frustrated self-expression:

somewhat unrelated: you wanna see my fave stamps!?

From this ongoing trauma I formed a genius idea:

To be categorized under: Artsy Fartsy Problems

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Hawt: All the pretty girls

From my sketchbook to you: HAWT

I've listened to "Pretty Girls" two times and I already can't stand it. This is what I think of every time-

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Un-Illuminated Manuscripts II

Yet again:

I discovered "mostly-a-butt man" in the pages of a book chronicling the weird things that cropped up in illuminated manuscripts. I put this drawing in my sketchbook so I would not forget his glorious personage.

The following image is an combination of "mostly-a-butt man"and the "head growing as if it is on a weird vine" phenomenon frequently depicted in illuminated manuscripts. This image is useful for bestowing upon individuals who take up two parking spaces or bite into popsicles whilst I am watching.

That is all.

Friday, May 1, 2015

Garage Sale Win: Sushi Cats

Im just gonna take a moment of your time to brag about my great yard sale find a few weeks ago.

First off, yard sales are like gambling. You drive around, hoping that your Saturday morning will not be wasted. You constantly think to yourself, "Will I find something other than laminated place mats and ugly flower vases? Does everyone still have a VHS copy of Jurassic Park? Will this be worth the fact that I am not drinking coffee at this very moment?" Dear reader some times it is worth it. Sometimes one is lucky.*

*(Sometimes one is not lucky. Also you might be saying, "Liz just put your coffee in a damn reusable coffee mug that you can buy from Starbucks for a mere four thousand dollars." And unto you I say, "The coffee one drinks from a to-go cup tastes like hurry. It is not the same."

Moving on - I have purchased my first work of art. Here it is: