G A N Z E E R . T O D A Y

Great analysis of folk horror on Mangal Media's substack.

It's got me thinking that a reversal of the typical folk horror narrative might be worthy to explore, as it seems to me that narratives often described as folk horror are inherently pro-colonialist and pro-assimilation.

Perhaps instead of a narrative about an urban outsider arriving at an isolated pagan society to discover how fucked up they live, it may be time for one where the outsider comes away with the realization that his or her own world is in fact the fucked up one.

#research #story

Third day in a row to wake up with a migraine. Beginning to think that the culprit lies in my new supplements.

In other news, my TBR pile has grown rather unruly.

Some of these are partially read (a terrible habit), and that's not even taking my Kindle titles into consideration. I also have a borrowed copy of Rushdie's THE SATANIC VERSES coming in from a friend. Will have to move onto that one so I don't end up holding onto it for too long, and then I think I'll get going on Thompson's FEAR AND LOATHING which I have actually yet to read but am kind of dying to after watching the film adaptation for the first time a few weeks ago.

It's a hot, beautiful day here in Houston, Texas, temperatures soaring at 26 celsius just asking for one to kick back and linger but I cannot turn off my brain from the great many to-do`s on my plate, whether it's continued work on some of my ongoing projects or the resuscitation of things I've been neglecting like the website and newsletter. I've also been putting off accounting for way too long now, and there are a number of houses things to tend to.

Also thinking about how to best maneuver work stuff with the summer month I'll be getting to exclusively spend with my kid (a first for me). Was initially thinking of planning a trip for us to Egypt during that month, but there are time, cost, and logistical considerations to take into account.

No wonder my head hurts.

#journal #reads

“Just one gram of antimatter could generate an explosion equivalent to a nuclear bomb. It's that kind of energy, some say, that could boldly take us where no one has gone before at record speed.”

It could—and, if history has taught us anything, probably will—do other things.

“An antimatter engine could theoretically accelerate a spacecraft at 1g (9.8 meters per second squared) getting us to Proxima in just five years... That's 8,000 times faster than it would take Voyager 1 — one of the fastest spacecraft in history — to travel about half the distance, according to NASA.

“Even within our own solar system, an antimatter-powered spacecraft could reach Pluto in 3.5 weeks compared to the 9.5 years it took NASA's New Horizons probe to arrive.

“The engine system would first gather high-energy positrons from krypton-79 and then direct them toward a layer of regular matter, producing annihilation energy.”

Annihilation energy.

But apparently, this is all in fact pretty old science:

“In 1953, Austrian physicist Eugen Sänger proposed a “photon rocket” that would run on positron annihilation energy.”

The hurdle seems to be: (a) Funding, and (b) Testing. Regarding the latter, one has to be very careful where to go about testing “annihilation” energy apparently. One scientist has a remarkably bright idea though:

”'So we need an ability to test high energy density systems somewhere that don't threaten the biosphere, but still allow us to develop them,' said Howe, who thinks the moon would make a good testing base. 'And if something goes wrong, you melted a piece of the moon,' and not Earth, he added.”

Swell.

More here.

#research #space #weapons

11:20am and brain is still mush. Slow start today, and quite a bit to do. One more page to rough out on the latest TSG, before fiddling with other art stuff. One of them a painting I started yesterday, and the other a sort-of-music-video that involves producing 13 pages of art-journaling a day.

Hopefully also time to exercise and cook chicken for my little one this afternoon.

Reading about Cory Doctorow's approach to blogging via Warren Ellis' blog and realizing it is somewhat akin to what I wanted to do... not so much with my blog per se but with my website more generally. In that I aspired to have all my output appear on Ganzeer.com first prior to posting and/or announcing elsewhere but it hasn't quite worked out that way. In some instances—as seems to be the case with Cory—some such material would find publication elsewhere.

This also mirrors my thoughts on publishing—which may be flawed—but I like the idea of self-publishing first, albeit on a limited scale, and then later licensing that material to larger publishers for wider distribution. Granted, there are publishers that wouldn't want to touch previously published material, but I do think this approach does protect one's work from the potential of overt editorial interference in addition to ownership of the work.

Which makes me circle back to the idea of a regular zine. There's something awfully attractive about publishing a regular 96-page B&W thing 4 times a year chockfull of drawings, essays, comix, stories, and maybe even the occasional serialized novel. Just whatever one's creative brain vomits, and if by the end of the year somethings in there warrant their own “professional” publication, well then cool.

Not a good time to have these thoughts (refer to first paragraph).

Level unlocked: I have discovered a combination of potions that enable me to get done everything I set out to do on any given day. As long as I skip showers, neglect dishes, and have enough leftovers.

Comix is a momentum game. Break your momentum and it's very hard to get back on track, and I knew my brisk excursion to Philly would do just that. The talk went well, and it was great meeting all the panelists in person, as well as meeting other people in the city, so I have no regrets about opting to do the event in person instead of remotely.

It may have been the particular circles I moved in, but I got the sense that every other person in Philly was a queer radical non-monagmous artist, writer, or musician. In short, my kinda people.

Returning to Houston has been a rollercoaster of troubleshooting, only having gotten around to resolving most of it today. Should manage to be back on the TSG grind by early next week.

Tonight in Philly – Imag(in)ing Revolutions: Traditions of Unrest for an Anticolonial Art Praxis

Can't be on the East Coast without indulging in a morning bagel, keto be damned (which I'm very easygoing about anyway).

An idea for a novel made its way into my head that I can't seem to shake away. Granted it is a very experimental idea that no publisher in their right mind would want to take on, but I cannot shake it away nonetheless. Design-heavy book in the vein of heady non-fiction books, filled with an assortment of illustrations, infographics, documents, photographs, and ephemera. A visual feast, not just straight prose. And instead of all that visual material acting as mere illustrations for the prose, the narrative itself would be weaved through the sequential reading of all said material. Nonfictiony title though, in the vein of those self-help books. This is bad, need to not think about this anymore. Filing for later (much later), after wrapping up THE SOLAR GRID and also TIMES NEW HUMAN which I may potentially have good news about later this year.

My instagram feed seems to have become populated by more targeted ads than content from the actual people I follow, a less than surprising development, I s'pose. Many of the ads seem to be hawking solutions for dealing with extended fatigue, which I have indeed been suffering from lately. Is this something that just happens in your 40's?

I've never been much of a drugs or supplements person, but it may just be time for that to change. Unless I've been brainwashed by advertisements to believe that that's exactly what I need. It's hard to know for sure anymore.

#journal

TSG pencils gliding along at an average rate of about 2 pages a day. Minor disruption abounds next week as I will be traveling to Philly to partake in a panel discussion organized by U-Penn's Wolf Humanities Center.

Booked additional storage space today, to separate art & paintings from personal belongings, which I will need to sort out today.

Also need to get a haircut, either today or tomorrow. Sometimes I wish all my bodily needs would just halt so I can focus on doing the things that need getting done. Must be the effects of living in American capitalism for as long as I have.

Back to reading Asimov's FOUNDATION trilogy after having taken a break to dip into FREE PLAY and HITCHCOCK TRUFFAUT

Typing this out on the patio. In February. And I'm reminded why it's good to be in Houston.

Shit, it's February already?

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