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

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.


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?

Hippy, capitalist, guru, grocer: the forgotten genius who changed British food — Really interesting long read on the Guardian, which I feel I will be returning to time and time again.

#research #subculture #history #uk

Penciled 2 pages of TSG today and packed up the remainder of my belongings in the old garage. Booked a mover for tomorrow morning, which should mark the end of my interaction with a big part of my previous life (one of my previous lives anyway). It feels like I've started a fourth life in many ways (or entered a fourth phase of my life if you will). Looking forward to having an out-of-town friend crash at mine tomorrow and through the weekend. First such occurrence at the new [not quite finished] home studio.

Inboxes at a combined 97, which I'm trying to get through tonight, along with the RSS feed which is now at 192. Too much, may have to eliminate a couple blogs from the feed.

The forum, Restricted.Academy is now being resuscitated, and I'm looking into an alternative to substack for the newsletter, Restricted Frequency.

And I really need to update Ganzeer.com. Not sure I've added much material since early '22!

And that is the last TSG script in the bag. The chapter is coming out at 48 pages, quite a lot, but certain scenes need to breathe and as much as I'd like to be done with the thing sooner rather than later—something a smaller page-count would certainly help achieve—I just can't find it in my heart to condense it much further. It's mad and beautiful and gloriously demented and I cannot wait to draw it all.

#work #comix #thesolargrid

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