Traditionally, today and tomorrow are days when I like to go back through my sketchbooks for the year and cull out the best prose from the pros (quotes and ideas from the news and books I'm reading) and any sketches I find amusing, and, or, half-way decent. It's both a purge and an inventory of effort to hopefully build on in the coming year.
Was any of it worth it? I've said it before and I'll say it again: half the stuff I do is a total waste of time. I just wish I knew which half!
For the record, I finished 5-and-a-half sketchbooks (size 11" X 14", 100 Strathmore paper sheets in each one).
I started 2019 hell bent on finally doing a graphic novel on Sharlot Hall and Olive Oatman. Looking back, I'm pleasantly surprised that I achieved some decent coverage, although I eventually got hijacked by other projects (mainly True West covers and features, plus a book on Geronimo). We will see the G-Man in tomorrow's continuation of my sketchbook purging. My good friend Mort Mortensen did manage to produce a snappy script of the story. But, back to the first part of 2019:
From this visit I also got inspired to tell the story of this guy.
"You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep."
I've got big plans for that story next year.
Another longtime obsession of mine had a minor resurgence in 2019:
"That old boy would rather lie on credit than tell the truth for cash."
—Granthum P. Hooker
I can't believe I forgot to go to the gym today. That's seven years in a row now.
—Orson Welles, trying to sell his questionable opus "The Other Side of The Wind"