This art of Jane as Wonder Woman is up for auction.
Wonder Woman Day
Sunday October 25, 2009
Super Hero Weekend
Saturday October 24th and 25th, 2009
Wonder Woman Day is an annual event begun by Andy Mangels in October 2006, as a benefit for Women and Children’s Cometic Violence Shelters. For more information about the auction and related events, check out the Comic Fusion website.
You can also check out Facebook for more about the event!
A photo of the set up inside studio 19, right before the open studio event began.
Thanks to everyone who stopped by 
Look for Talia to make her comeback shortly, in Jane’s World.
Mark your calendars! The Alternative Press Expo is only a month away. My comics pal, Frank Cammuso will be joining me all the way from Syracuse, NY.
Her penmanship is a little iffy, but you’ve gotta admit she’s cute. Check out Olive at the drawing board.
Check out the new “ride” to work, an electric bike made by the San Francisco company Ultra Motor.
I got mine at Revolution Moto in Santa Rosa. The coolest scooter shop in town.
Oh, and note the nice, orange, University of Tennessee sign over my shoulder
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 26 ● 10–11:30am
Graphic Novels from the Ground Up
Jane’s World creator Paige Braddock and graphic novel writer Jason McNamara will teach you how to create a graphic novel, including how to develop longer narratives and endearing characters. Jason and Paige collaborated on The Martian Confederacy. Jason’s other published graphic novel titles include Continuity, Less Than Hero and First Moon, which won him the 2006 Xeric Award.
● Advance registration is required.
● Classes are recommended for artists 18 years of age and older.
● Class size is limited and will be filled on a first-come, first-served basis.
● Call (707) 579-4452, ext. 263 to reserve your space, or download and print our
Class Registration Form (PDF).
● Please review our Cancelation/Refund Policy before signing up for classes.
Cost per class: $32 members & $40 non-members.
For more information go to the Schulz Museum website and click on the Adult Master Series link under Education and Programs.
I cannot remember the last time a work of fiction has felt so powerful. I’m at a loss for words in the shadow cast by McCarthy. Released in 2007 it took me 2 years to get to this book. Now I must read every book McCarthy has written… this week, if possible. I’ve borrowed from Janet Maslin to give you a glimpse into the book.
From the NYTimes review by Janet Maslin:
“In “The Road” a boy and his father lurch across the cold, wretched, wet, corpse-strewn, ashen landscape of a post-apocalyptic world. The imagery is brutal even by Cormac McCarthy’s high standards for despair. This parable is also trenchant and terrifying, written with stripped-down urgency and fueled by the force of a universal nightmare. “The Road” would be pure misery if not for its stunning, savage beauty
This is an exquisitely bleak incantation – pure poetic brimstone. Mr. McCarthy has summoned his fiercest visions to invoke the devastation. He gives voice to the unspeakable in a terse cautionary tale that is too potent to be numbing, despite the stupefying ravages it describes. Mr. McCarthy brings an almost biblical fury as he bears witness to sights man was never meant to see.
“There is no prophet in the earth’s long chronicle who is not honored here today,” the father says, trying to make his son understand why they inhabit a gray moonscape. “Whatever form you spoke of you were right.” Thus “The Road” keeps pace with the most enterprising doomsayers as death and desperation manifest themselves on every page.”
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Here are a couple of my favorite passages from the book, which to me, seem to be almost religious meditation:
He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again. Everything uncoupled from its shoring. Unsupported in the ashen air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.
In those first years the roads were peopled with refugees shrouded up in their clothing. Wearing masks and goggles, sitting in their rags by the side of the road like ruined aviators. Their barrows heaped with shoddy. Towing wagons or carts. Their eyes bright in their skulls. Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland. The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
In the morning they came out of the ravine and took to the road again. He’d carved the boy a flute from a piece of roadside cane and he took it from his coat and gave it to him. The boy took it wordlessly. After a while the man could hear him playing. A formless music for the age to come. Or perhaps the last music on earth called up from out of the ashes of its ruin. The man turned and looked back at him. He was lost in concentration. The man thought he seemed some sad and solitary changeling child announcing the arrival of a traveling spectacle in shire and village who does not know that behind him the players have all been carried off by wolves.
Years later he’d stood in the charred ruins of a library where blackened books lay in pools of water. Shelves tipped over. Some rage at the lies arranged in their thousands row on row. He picked up one of the books and thumbed through the heavy bloated pages. He’d not have thought the value of the smallest thing predicated on a world to come. It surprised him. That the space which these things occupied was itself an expectation. He let the book fall and took a last look around and made his way out into the cold gray light.
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“The Road” offers nothing in the way of escape or comfort. But its fearless wisdom is more indelible than reassurance could ever be. (NY Times)
Girl Twirl Comics (my publishing company) will participate in the open studio weekend at Atelier One. Come by to peruse original comic art and pick up a free sample of Jane’s World comic books.
This is from the Atelier One Blog:
The first-in-a-great-while building-wide Open House at the Atelier One in Graton will soon take place, on the evening of Saturday 12th, from 5 to 10pm, and Sunday, September 13th, from 11am-5pm.
The Atelier is one of the only buildings of its kind in Sonoma County: a former apple processing plant now housing artists, architects, designers, photographers & musicians.
Check out the blog for a list of artists and images of their work: Atelier One
