it seems only fitting that the visage on my 9,000th sketch would be a one-eyed, redheaded captivo named Felix Ward:
It was great to see the photo of David Carradine that Buck Montgomery posted on this site. I hate to say this, but he looks depressed. The photo and this quote make his death seem all the more profoundly ironic:
"It's always seemed to me like a mission. A holy one, like the Blues Brothers. It's a marathon. You can't quit; even coming in dead last has honor. Quitting doesn't. Look, I had absolute faith in my future when I was starving in New York and no one believed in me besides me and my girlfriend. I'd be stupid to lose that faith after I've become an icon."
Charlie Waters forwarded me a very funny bit by a group of Brits that is a dead on metaphor for print media:
Bronze Age Orientation Day
Really shines a light on disruptive technology and how it has been around since before the wheel, eh?
"The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery."