Son of the Invisible Man

I think I'm going insane. Not totally sure but pretty much sure. It might be outside forces working to drive me nuts or it might be some unexplained chemical imbalance. Who knows? It might just be a slow computer clogged with too much "stuff". Whatever it is, it sure feels like insanity.

Whatever.

Jim Mooney died a short while ago. Sad. Lived a long, productive life. So much so that people no one had ever heard of are mentioning his passing. That's not such a bad life. Everyone dies. I'll die and when I do I seriously doubt that anyone anywhere will be mentioning it in any blog. They should because I'm sorta' cool, but they probably won't. I'm an undiscovered cool. What can I say?

I've been kinda' invisible on the web lately. Let's just say that I was flying along, doing my thing when from outta' nowhere life rears its rather ugly head and bites me in the bum. (I've a feeling that's a mixed something or other but don't really care. Just try to keep up.) As a result I've been running around putting out fires, or cutting the heads off hydras or something. Buuut... this doesn't mean I haven't been busy. Ish. Lotsa art, covers, logos and the like, just nothin' visible. Which is sorta' that thing of mine that I was talking about. Still, since I don't want you to think that I've gone over the edge and disappeared again like as in gone disappeared and all ... Here I am! Go on us.

I've got too many things going on right now, and far too many things going on right now that I don't want to discuss with anyone, let alone anyone on the web that I don't know. (People have a bad habit of having opinions. Opinions I'm not really interested in hearing.) In an effort to do something, I'm considering trying to post some art here on the blog as it appears in the gallery and see how that goes. Fingers crossed or whatever. You got two of something, cross 'em.



Okaaaay ...

Well that only took like a million years. There has gotta' be a better way. Or maybe I'm doing something wrong. Which is a possibility. This is one of many pieces that I've done. One of a tona rejected/future cover pieces or whatever. Creating a workable cover is more than just pretty artwork and it's more than design. It's one of the few (instant) things that people have in which to base all your work on. You get maybe a second or two before their eyes pass on to the next thing in line. The "trick" is to catch their eye and make em want more. Not so easy. Not for me. Some artists are really good at creating covers that grab you by the short hairs and drag you in. There are quite a few artists who couldn't create a book to save their butts but can knock a cover outta the park every time. Sadly, I don't think I'm one of em, so I gotta really work at it.

Again. Whatever right? We're just experimenting here. Trying anyway. Not sure what I'm trying but I'm trying and that should count for something. Probably doesn't, but it should.

I'm feeling bugged and a bit grumpy. Can you tell? I'm told that I apparently have zero ability to hide whatever emotion I'm feeling at the moment I'm feeling it. I hope that's not the case since, for example, I'm wanting to punch someone in the face right at this moment and am being polite instead. Some people are sure nosey. They deserve to be punched in the neck. But that's something different altogether.

I've just finished two Lee Child Jack Reacher books. "Bad Luck and Trouble" and The Hard Way" and am currently reading "Tripwire". He's got eleven of em and, of course, I'm not reading them in any order. That would make too much sense. I've also just finished the first three "Maximum Ride" books. Maybe I'll discuss them later. If I remember. We'll see. I'd also love discussing movies since I love movies. B&W are the best so my discussing them might be painful for some. You will deal I'm sure.

Later.