“Being fiercely attached to my freedom of thought and creativity, I do not want to receive anything, neither from this government or from any other political power whatsoever. I am therefore refusing this medal with the greatest determination.”—Jacques Tardi, turning down France’s Legion d’Honneur award
A really great shop in Santa Barbara is having rough days. It’s a great shop staffed with great people and the link above is to a tremendous auction put together by Bill Morrison. If you’ve got some holiday money burning a hole in your pocket and you’d like to help some of the good guys, check it out.
“Come on,” Jillette said. “Steal something from me.”
Again, Robbins begged off, but he offered to do a trick instead. He instructed Jillette to place a ring that he was wearing on a piece of paper and trace its outline with a pen. By now, a small crowd had gathered. Jillette removed his ring, put it down on the paper, unclipped a pen from his shirt, and leaned forward, preparing to draw. After a moment, he froze and looked up. His face was pale.
“Fuck. You,” he said, and slumped into a chair.
Robbins held up a thin, cylindrical object: the cartridge from Jillette’s pen.
I saw that "Young Avengers Presents: Lady Hawkguy" will be included in the first trade and remembered how great that issue was. Do you know if it will be reprinted any other place or available digitally? Did your take on Kate influence your decision to pitch for Hawkguy, even four years later?
not my department, man. don’t even know who to ask.
and no; but the chance to write the two of them in a Steed-and-Peel relationship and to write the two of them with Clint not having to do the heavy lifting of plotsplaining the last few years of his continuity, did. in other words: i had salt, and wanted pepper, too.
I saw in a recent post that you were over weight. For how long? I was from about the age of 6 to 27. I was 255 at my heaviest then dropped to 185. What motivated you, and how old were you? My motivation was my future wife, and then while exercising I would imagine comic book characters that I wanted to be like. Kind of like Morrison chaos magick.
not really sure how or when it happened. i remember — no, wait. it happened one summer. i remember coming home from an extended stay with family and my father visibly reacting to the change in my size.
and then… i dunno how or why it came off. certainly not due to any conscious decision i made. i suspect a late growth spurt, smoking, drinking, getting high, drinking coffee, and generally being in art school knocked it off. so figure seven, eight, years there, something like that.
when i quit smoking i went up to 185; in 2012 i got up to 173. that was fall, after a spring & summer of moving and general road-rules eating and cessation of excercise. ive yet to get back up on that particular horse (tonight, tonight, always tonight) but with healthy eating alone I’m back at 160 which is probably okay for me. in my head i want 155 but i think that’s wildly unrealistic and maybe even unhealthy. i dunno that i’d say i have an eating disorder but i recognize a lot of similar behaviors in both my drinking & drugging and how I eat.
anyway. tonight i’m gonna work out. new year! fuck yeah.
“Ms. Klausner, who lives in New York, has a brassy, old-school style. She moons over Broadway shows and the allure of an inaccessible gentile the way you rarely hear young Jews do anymore. Her literate sensibility and affection for showmanship are reminders of an era when “nerd” connoted smart more than obsessive, and it was assumed that a little song and dance would be part of an entertainer’s skill set.”—http://www.nytimes.com/2013/01/01/arts/julie-klausners-podcast-how-was-your-week.html