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Showing posts with label read comic books online. Show all posts
Showing posts with label read comic books online. Show all posts
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Read Comic Books Online
HEY APATHY! READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE
A Surreal Cityscape.
Getting ready for the NEW ARTS FESTIVAL in Ottawa this weekend and enjoying the incredibly hot weather with some cityscape cartooning while sitting in Kensington Park. It was so quiet and beautiful there today. I hardly even noticed and drug addicts and saw a lot of families with their little kids. Total meditation. The wind was extremely powerful and for the first time ever, I could actually feel the giant tree that I sit under swaying back and forth as though it were a twig! The gust help to keep the heat and humidity down, it was a beautiful day. READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE!
smaller version....
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
COMIC BOOK BLOGS DRAWINGS OF TREES
COMIC BOOKS BLOGS Drawings of TREES
Now that the weather is getting nice and hot and finally dry enough for some outdoor sketching I've been making my wayround the city getting some strange ideas down on paper. It's kind of like working the streets but a lot more introverted and a lot less stuff to carry. Got to love the hot summer for people watching, city watching and unusual inspirations... READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE!
Sunday, May 29, 2011
READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE
HEY APATHY! READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE
A weird little strip from the future. As if cigarettes weren't enough but as we all know nothing is ever relly enough when it comes to satisfying man's cravings and desires.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
COMIC BOOK BLOGS SURREAL ALIENS!
HEY APATHY!
COMIC BOOK BLOGS! A Surreal Alien Origin story! You know the one where a planet is doomed so they send their kid to camp earth . Not only does the child escape certain doom, but his rather ordinary existence on the otherworld is replaced by one of extrodinary prowress on our meager planet! More silly cartoons from my mid-life crisis sketchbook. Read comic books online!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
GRAFFITI STREET ART COMIC BOOK DRAWINGS untitled
I am trying so hard to care about anything today that I started to realize how much I miss being a street artist. Truth be told it's a young persons game and I couldn't go back under any circumstance but when I was out there I could always find hope. I sometimes look back at that adventure like this:
I remember standing at a party with a beer in my hand way back at Art College. I was thinking about how I’d spent my entire life to that point in the suburbs where there was little of interest to talk about. No one out there knew who Neil Gaiman or David Cronenberg was, I hadn’t even heard of Chomsky was and if you didn’t play hockey you were likely to get beat up or labeled. This complete lack of interest nearly turned me into a recluse so I ran for the big city, made a bunch of paintings and got involved in the college. I started to get excited.
Here was this giant institute of ideas with professors of the world, controversial courses and critical thinking. I learned about radical behaviour and had many of my concerns regarding consumerist culture and the decline of western civilization validated. I even found hope in the possibility of artwork being used to incite social awareness. I discovered the Dadist’s and learned more about the theatre of the extreme. I read about people who used artistic expression to cause trouble, to educate, to question the state of our unsustainable existence. Marcel Duchamp, Cindy Sherman, and my first exposure to Banski. It actually made sense, we, the artists, were warriors, the last known defender’s of common sense and human decency. This was were I wanted to be. ( Actually I wanted to be Batman but this was as close as I was going to get)
So I was standing there at the art party and saw a circle of classmates forming. Most of them were recognizable as top students and they all had begun to make names for themselves in the scene. In fact if I told you who they were now you’d likely even know of most of them. Their artworks have become reasonably successful and I’ve seen them all in magazines. So I got fairly excited and sort of out of character I shed my recluse and slipped quietly into the circle. I was excited to join the intellectual think tank.
They were talking about Hockey, not theoretically, not conceptually, not critically. They were talking players, goals, fist fights, stats and scandalous behaviour. And I, in my infancy spoke out about something else. I made a remark regarding the negative sociological affects that such fist fights must have on a young audience. Needless to say the circle went silent. In fact not only did this grouping of Artist’s stop their conversing but so did the entire bloody room. Everyone stopped talking and stopped drinking and stopped laughing, the keg let out a whisper, even the DJ stopped mid-groove. I could hear my own heart stuttering. The light directly above me illuminated to an uncomfortable level like it does after a concert so I calmly retreated the discussion and the party resumed. It was as though I’d ceased to exist. This is not where I wanted to be.
It wasn’t until a few years later, after this sort of situation continued ad nauseam, in the classroom, at the galleries and even the museums, that I finally cracked and decided there was no other alternative. I made a big sign, like any respectable derelict, and went to the streets to protest the world. The amazing part of my time there sitting on the side walk was that I’d finally found a place to discuss alternative ideals. People started stopping and my “save the world “ sign kept getting bigger and every single conversation was about problems and solutions and taking actions towards change. I met thousands of people from all over the world and in each individual instance, we were discussing philosophies, growing and learning from each other’s experiences. I was no longer reclusive but in fact quite the opposite and I never had listen to selfishness or meaningless consumerist bullshit out there.
Well I’m old now and my knees hurt and it’s not much fun to sit on the sidewalk, but worse than the physicality is that I’ve found myself back where I began. Without my huge sign I’ve nowhere left to turn for hopeful stimulation. Every where I go people are lapping up the American lifestyle, worrying about cars and sporting events, money and themselves. I can’t seem to find any more sympathizers nor any intellectuals and I miss all those zen marches out on the street.
BACK ON THE BIXI BIKE ( continued from the God's are Advertising
Ok I’ve done as much research as I can possibly handle. According to every article, most of them are not really articles but simply advertisements posted online, the BIXI bike is absolutely wonderful and has no fall backs what so ever. I also found a number of images that make the system look reasonable. Fair enough, some of this can work and I do believe in riding bicycles but no one anywhere has shown us an image of the eyesore in the park. All of the pictures are of stations in the downtown core and I have to say that the vehicles make sense there. It’s a wise idea and I hope the Bay Street District takes advantage of the project but now I absolutely have to go outside and get a photo of the unit in our park. In the park where we like to eat, read, chill out and be merry, there is a giant robot making money and taking up space. It’s rather absurd and quite contrary to the wonderful promotion the project is getting everywhere else.
Man I stop drawing for 22 hours and all of a sudden I'm a blabbering diaryist, I guess it's just my nature and likely I will never escape be rid of this compulsion to tell stories.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE!
As I’ve mentioned before my comic book website has been somewhat of the bane to my existence. Not knowing the first thing about HTML or the internet I really struggled to put the thing together. Yes I did it all by my self, which unfortunately means I can’t blame anyone else for the 300 improperly constructed pages I have. DAMN it, well I’ve learned a bit through much mistrial and error and have started to fix the thing with a bit more success. The past few days I’ve been working on re-building my online comics so I though I’d just do this post to re-promote them.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE
HEY APATHY! READ COMIC BOOKS ONLINE!!!
A banner I did today for my weekly webcomics.
Gonna do the text tomorrow and add it to the site
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Free Online Manga -Weekly Webcomics page 19
HEY APATHY! Free Online Manga!
Page 19 of the ongoing monster, mad science, weird tales and superhero story arc presented free every week. (I was a bit slow in March but things are rolling again.New pages every week!!!)
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Graffiti Street Art bathroom mural
HEY APATHY! Graffiti Street Art Murals. A commissioned street style painting for a private washroom, go figure!
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