Far more enjoyable to build my own shelves than to wage war with instructions and dowel rods and another fucking allen wrench.
A.A. VOID, EXTRAORDINAIRE 01
Continuing my cartooning experiments with a new little comic, A.A. VOID, EXTRAORDINAIRE. Hoping to make my new faceless friend’s – sort of a cross of The Question and Mr. Belvedere? – adventures into the surreal a regular thing, but who knows. Either way, I had fun and that’s really all I care about at this point.
Seeing the DC bullet logo once again gracing covers this week is all kinds of wonderful.
lumber grind
For the past two days, an incessant bang/clang. Pretty sure it's construction on the bridge a little ways down the highway, but can't be sure.
Speaking of construction: Shortened day as I'm also neck-deep in transforming The Paintshop into the pool table room / workout room / Collection haven and have bookshelves to build. Going with two wall-mounted shelves per unit, around the top of the room. Need to save up every bit of space I can find to ensure proper cue-table distance for shooting pool. Once the shelves are up, might have a better idea of what else I need to do with the space.
As for here, I'm in the process of figuring out the best way to have this digital space represent me where I am now, creatively and authentically, without losing that something something about it that makes me want to consistently evolve it so that it remains an omnipresent part of my life.
Need to go buy lumber. And mozzarella for salad. And a new coffee grinder. Fucking burr grinder died on me at 0500 this morning.
