Thursday, November 11, 2010


"Don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining" - Fletcher

Yet another strip that won't find a home anywhere but here. Actually it's a second piece enshrined in the current faculty show at UAF, thoughtfully retitled as "I Love You." "Love Is."
I challenged my students to find any other work amongst the assembled talent on display that came anywhere near to capturing such a deeply insightful commentary on relationships, portraying a fundamental aspect of the human animal, stripped of it's pretentious, farcical trappings, metaphorically laid bare by exposing our primal nature.

Okay, so maybe that's a bit of a reach, but it does serve as an excellent example of how much assumed/implied information is imparted within the gutters: manipulating projections, as in, fill in the blanks - you only see what you bring to it. Now that's a hallmark of a truly great work of Fine Art. Nope, no pretentiousness here.

Needless to say, there comes a dark time in any man's person's life when the humbling realization of what a complete schmuck you've been in the past will dawn upon you in all its horrifying magnitude. Aside from that melancholic navel-gaze, it's a case-study in the bare standard Alaska cabin lifestyle, and how even the practical necessity requiring the ability to go off the porch can be truly inspirational.
(No comment from Souchie or Pippen) ...sorry 'bout that guys)

“What is man, when you come to think upon him, but a minutely set, ingenious machine for turning, with infinite artfulness, the red wine of Shiraz into urine?” - Isak Dinesen

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