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February 17, 2009

those crazy, deranged fools…

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[More thoughts on “A Love Let­ter To God”…]

A. Most peo­ple work for the money. Most peo­ple wouldn’t do their jobs for free.
B. Most peo­ple hate their jobs.

But I’m not thin­king about “Most Peo­ple” right now. I’m thin­king about the small per­cen­tage of the popu­la­tion who want to love their work; who want to find mea­ning in their work… and are willing to work like hell to find out how.
Those crazy, deran­ged fools…
How do they manage to exist? How dare they exist!
Are you one of them? Just curious…
[Car­toon Title: “Good iPhone”]

February 16, 2009

a love letter to god, part two

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Dear God, I just want to say ‘Thanks’ for this brief life you have given me. I tried to do something mea­ning­ful with it. I really did. Thank You.

In Decem­ber, 2008, I pos­ted the pre­ce­ding stat­ment on my blog.
Since then, I’ve been pon­de­ring what I exactly I meant by it. What exactly did I mean by “mea­ning­ful”?
When we say “Mea­ning”, what are we actually tal­king about?
I have a few thoughts on the sub­ject.
[To Be Continued…]

December 25, 2008

a love letter to god

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[“Worship Ye”. Drawn in 2006 etc.]
Merry Christ­mas!
A lot has hap­pe­ned in the last year. Here are some ran­dom notes:
1. The two big­gest events that hap­pe­ned for me in the last year were [A] moving from Lon­don, England to Alpine, Texas and [B] star­ting my art busi­ness. The Alpine thing has been far more suc­cess­ful than I could ever have pre­dic­ted. The art thing is still in its early days, so watch this space. And, of course, Thanks for the sup­port!
2. I’m not clai­ming that Texas is Para­dise, but it’s always been good to me here. Really good. I liked the Texans since the first day I moved here with my parents, aged ten.
3. My busi­ness is really based in New York City, my second-favorite place in the USA, after Texas. I go there once a month to take care of stuff; the rest of the time I’m here in the high West Texas desert, dra­wing and wor­king [car­too­ning really isn’t work for me, he said, somewhat emba­rras­sed].
4. My overheads in Alpine are about one fifth of what I was paying in Lon­don. I get a LOT more bang for the buck here.
5. Free­dom is expen­sive. I found that out the hard way. Though it’s not as expen­sive as Sla­very. I lear­ned that the hard way, too.
6. The crea­tive life is une­ven. You have a few short bursts of genius now and then, the rest of the time you’re trying SOMEHOW to get the magic back again, mostly without suc­cess. It’s exhaus­ting. I am exhaus­ted, often.
7. My car­toons are what they are. I’m never going to get bet­ter, I’m never going to get worse. If you don’t like them, fuck off.
8. I never com­pe­ted with other car­too­nists. Musi­cians have always been my real com­pe­ti­tion. Make of that what you will.
9. I’m going to be dead in x num­ber of years. So are you. What do we do in the mean­time? Me? I try to love. I try to draw. I try to find the peo­ple and the work that ins­pi­res me. I try to stay gra­te­ful. I try to take care of busi­ness. You?
10. Dear God, I just want to say “Thanks” for this brief life you have given me. I tried to do something mea­ning­ful with it. I really did. Thank You. Merry Christ­mas! Seriously.