Well, its been a week now. I dunno why, but I just cannot get the loss of Mike Wieringo out of my mind. Why I'm so effected by a guy I never met face to face, I dunno. I guess its a combination of "why did this happen to someone who was so healthy and nice" and also a GREAT artist who influenced so many? Its just a major tragedy.
It makes me think of the times where I didn't feel like doing art. What excuse did I have? He was soooo critical of his work. Also, he blogged and uploaded new awesome sketches EVERYDAY. Every - Fucking - Day!
I've been re-reading hsi run on the Fantastic Four. Appreciating his art. Fanboy Radio has been re-posting old interviews with him. Seems every podcast I listen to are talking about it. Its just a huge happening. It just shouldn't effect me as much as it does. I guess also its a scary reminder that even the good ones can drop at any moment. Life is so precious and it can all be gone overnight. How frightening is that?
Please check out http://www.mikewieringo.com to check out his work. He doesn't deserve to be forgotten.
On my art end, I'm almost done with WISE #2. Then #3 will begin. I've been doing lots of sketches and poems in my sketchbook like I used to in the old days. Having a sketchbook is helping me clense my mental pallette and its a definate help. I'm glad I got that back into my routine.
New comics come out this next week but I gotta wait till friday to get them. but that way I can take the wife with me. Seems like she's the only person I get to see these days.
I miss my best friend. I never see him and it really bothers me. I'm almost bitchlike about it. It kinda hurts. I guess I am gonna search around and try to make new friends. Cause I am tired of feeling like this.
On the job front, everything is falling apart there at the porn shop. I cannot stand heading to work anymore. Schedules are hanging, rules are becoming dumber and more redundant, the people annoy the utter shit out of me. I'm just tired of it all. so please help me out and order something from the store or a commission or TEN! I gotta get out of there or I will kill everyone else in lieu of killing myself.
I'm still kinda down and depressed this week. Everything I mentioned before, lots of shit weighing me down, no end in sight. I'm just so heavy with shit on my head right now. I need a fucking vacation. Or a major piece of good news.
Well, back to drawing. You, get back to your lives.
Luvs T.
P.s. HUG and call your loved ones. Cause again, you never know when it will all be over JUST LIKE THAT. Could be anyone, at anytime. Show some love.
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