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So, on Thursday night, Rina and I did our comic jam thing.

We decided that we were going to do one jam where we could do whatever we please, as usual, and one where we WERE NOT ALLOWED TO DEVIATE FROM REALITY. That meant, like, no talking severed heads or things like that because that doesn’t happen in real life (they tell me).

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I fail so much! Last week, Rina and I had a drawing night and we did two jam comics. She remembered to post them; I didn’t! I blame the fact that by Friday evening, I had done something horrible to my neck and was in abject pain all weekend. Fail!

Anyway, here they are. The first one is a normal jam. The other one is a tic-tac-toe jam. Tom ( Read more... )

This weekend, I spent some time sorting and packing up books that have been living at my parents’, so they can take the trek from Connecticut to my apartment that actually has space for books in Queens.

While doing this, I found a diary from 1984. Let’s just get this straight. In 1984, I was 6 years old.

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Rina posted a link to this article on Friday, and I have been thinking about it and about my own art experiences as they apply.

The article doesn’t really say anything new- in fact, it sounds an awful lot like the intro-to-drawing class that I took my sophomore year of college. But it made me think about it again.
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