Tag: poetry

  • Testament Part Two: Heiuper

    Testament Part Two: Heiuper

    Ever work on a thing for so long you lose sight of what it is? What it was? That is how I feel about Testament. I’ve spent year illustrating and writing and rewriting and designing and carving and printing and sewing. I lost sight of what I was trying to do in the flow of…

  • Foreword

    Foreword

    At least once a day I stop and think to myself, “I have some talented friends.” It can be a joke on social media, a piece of artwork I see, a snippet of writing, or just a stray thought that triggers that phrase. I find myself lucky in that regard, having surrounded myself with people…

  • Making a Page for Testament

    Making a Page for Testament

    When I set out to make Testament, all 288 hand painted, block printed, and hand written pages, I didn’t have much of a plan. I knew I wanted to write a book. I knew I wanted to make it an artifact. I knew I was going to hand make every single page. And I knew I…

  • Color Theory

    Color Theory

    Learning color theory is, of course, a fundamental thing we all are either taught or stumble through as we figure ourselves out as artists. It’s also something that underpins how many humans interact with the world, just subconsciously. All that being said, I don’t think I really appreciated it until I encountered two texts that…

  • Cold Opens

    Cold Opens

    I love cold opens. I love when a movie, tv show (what is the difference these days?), comic, or book open in the midst of the action. No preamble. No slow motion Snyder-like retelling of a story we all know already. Just someone racing down a highway, or in my favorite case, some crazy ass…

  • A Poem?

    A Poem?

    I figured today I’ll post a bit about “why a poem?” The truth is, I need planned on writing some sort of poem. When I first started writing the then unnamed book, it was all first person prose. A sort of “watcher’s view” of events in a sort of anachronism laden style. It got the…

  • Here It Comes Again

    Here It Comes Again

    Everything old is new again. The last time I scratched this public writing itch, G+ was the place to be, and the various forums I used to haunt had died or begun to die. I wrote reviews and dumped my brain out on the regular, until I got busy and G+ was strangled in the…