I saw an interview on TV with Jay Rosen, who had written a compelling piece, brilliantly arguing that 45’s plan is to have no plan at all! It’s the ultimate commission by omission in some ways, and it’s been diabolically effective on those who’ve sadly been marginalized from education and hope. He’s a sociopathic prankster, the magical answer to some people’s hollow prayers. Some say he has a mere learning disability; but no, it’s not that simple or partial, as his own niece suggests in her book. He has an aversion to learning, and he’s become the patron saint for all those who decided to show up for the exam without cracking a book. He sows discord. He creates chaos. He will destroy others while he destroys himself.
Disgraceful; however, about the illustration: I initially painted it in Sketch Club, used Procreate’s liquify tool to wiggle his nose while doing a screen video record, which I then resized and trimmed in VideoShop and then saved it. I opened it KinoGlitch, which I think I got through iColorama. In KinoGlitch there are several video effect editing features, and I believe I used Pixelate. Hope that helps. Let me know if I can clear anything up.
I’ve been thinking a lot about tremendismo lately even though it’s been years since I read La Familia de Pascual Duarte and La Colmena. I’ll set aside the politics and philosophy and focus instead on Cela’s beautiful face.
The digital art piece I present below, entitled The #TimeVirus, was partially inspired by the following short talk by Eckhart Tolle, in which he refers to the experience of grief and the virus that will finally get us all, if another virus or something else doesn’t get us first, time.
I painted the Neanderthal image on an iPad Pro using Procreate and posted it back in 2016, (see post here including details on the Neanderthal skull). I created the background in Tayasui Sketches and “liquified” it in Procreate in 2019 (see that image further on down). Tolle’s talk prompted me to combine and adjust the two in Procreate and then iColorama as a way of making sense of the corona virus and reactions to it.
I hope you like the image and especially Tolle’s talk!
I’ve reblogged posts from my neice, Linda before. She always has something to say, and it’s never based on vicarious experience. She’s generous, direct, and funny. So, from the bottom of my heart – via my funny bone – I share this post for your benefit and for the possible benefit of those in your circles just in case you sense any tangible or intangible applicability.
I spent the entire weekend documenting everything I’ve tried for my MS. Thank God for iCal, my Amazon order history and the “purchase” file I keep in my email app. I’m not surprised by the vast majority of medicines, therapies and equipment as much as I’m shocked at what I forgot. For example I literally had no memory of taking an expensive medication as well as many treatments until stumbling upon them in my digital calendar.
At this point I need to stop, post and hit publish. Over the next few weeks I’ll be describing what’s been working for me these last two years. In the meantime if you have a specific question about what I’ve tried at any point feel free to ask in the comment section or message me.
And no, I didn’t have the courage to tally up how much this has cost me out of pocket.
In 2005 Ann and I moved to New Orleans and wound up buying a house in Algiers Point, 420 Alix St. to be exact. I especially loved the “420” part from the start. Good thing because, little did we know, Hurricane Katrina hit four months after we got there, but that’s another story. A few weeks before Ann and Jaxin showed up in late April, I had already moved in and started getting as much ready around the house as possible for their arrival. On my second night there, I strolled down to the Old Point Bar just a few blocks away. There was live music, so I found a place at the bar and ordered a beer. I can’t remember the name of the band, but I loved their sound. I sat there sipping my beer and listening to the music, and all of a sudden, the guy sitting next to me – at the bar – started playing his trumpet. Yes, he started playing his trumpet from his seat at the bar right next to me! I remember thinking, “live fucking music!”
That man’s name was Jack Fine. Look him up! He’s a legend. I’m not the one to tell you who he is or who he was. I just know he’s been all over. We talked during a break, and every time I’d see him after that, on a regular basis here and there, we’d greet each other and continue the same conversation. I got to meet the man before the legend.
I was thinking about Jack Fine earlier today, so I searched Google for a photo so I could sped some time with him, drawing him from a reference photo from this source. Ladies and gentlemen, Jack Fine:
If you know or knew Jack Fine or of you’re familiar with his music/life, please use the comment section to share your two cents. Thank you.
Technical; I drew the image free hand using the photo at the embedded link above on an iPad Pro with an Apple Pencil using the Sketch Club app along with a tweak or two in a cool iPad app called iColorama.
At our recent annual retreat the Board of Directors, executive leadership, management, staff, interns, volunteers, and special guests selected N as the letter that best epitomizes our mission-driven 2019 portfoliolongo.com efforts. From our family to yours, Happy Holidays and, if applicable, Merry Christmas.
Earlier today I heard Terry Gross on Fresh Air interview Christopher Wylie, the Cambridge Analytica whistleblower and author of Mindf*ck: Cambridge Analytica and the Plot to Break America; click here to listen to that interview, access the transcript, and purchase the book if you’re so inclined. Wylie outlines how in the months leading up to the 2016 presidential election in the United States Cambridge Analytica, Steve Bannon, teams of well-financed social scientists, and some sophisticated Facebook algorithms targeted and harnessed the residual power of an interesting demographic, i.e., straight white men who felt humiliated and emasculated by marginalizing forces well beyond their control. They were manipulated and promised a return to an imaginary golden era that fortunately never existed. I’m considering getting the book. The title says it all! The interview prompted this: