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| Sunday, July 19th, 2009 |
adamcadre
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12:00a |
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sirspamdalot
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1:46a |
Ellie Frazetta, 1935-2009
I just learned that Eleanor "Ellie" Frazetta passed away on the 17th, at the age of 74. She was married to famed fantasy artist Frank Frazetta; the couple were wed in 1956. I'm told Ellie was a devout Christian and a smart businesswoman. Most Frazetta fans are also aware that she was the model/inspiration for many of the beautiful women Mr. Frazetta portrayed in his work. What most don't know, however, is that Ellie was also a talented artist in her own right. I hope her family won't mind me showing off this watercolor of hers, which she painted at the age of 21:  Nice work, eh? Wish I could have seen her version of Shere Kahn. Several people share fond remembrances of Ellie at The Beat. My condolences to her husband and the rest of her family. |
| Saturday, July 18th, 2009 |
shaenon
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10:28a |
It's kind of too bad it didn't happen this way.
Walter Cronkite is my favorite television star. That's another reason I haven't got many friends at school... Anyway, Walter Cronkite isn't on very much in the summer because that's when he takes his vacation and Roger Mudd fills in for him. I watch the show anyway, because if something really big were to happen, Walter would come straight from his vacation to take over. Another thing I like about when Roger Mudd does the show is the possibility that Walter will die (not that I wish him any harm) on his vacation, and a news flash will come in while Roger Mudd is on the air. Or he wouldn't have to die--he could be trapped underwater in a Volkswagen bus with only enough air for two hours, and Roger Mudd could describe the rescue attempts. Then the Navy divers would get Walter out, and he would say, "That's the way it is," and sort of salute into the camera, and the news program would fade out into the coffee ads. Or it might be good if he did die after all, just after the Navy divers got him out of the sunken bus. Then he could say, "That's the way it is," as his last words. There are a lot of possibilities to the Walter Cronkite show. I used to try to get some other kids interested in it, and maybe set up a Walter Cronkite fan club, but they didn't even take it seriously, and I got a reputation as a crazy. --from Lizard Music(the best book ever) by Captain Daniel Pinkwater |
adamcadre
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12:00a |
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| Friday, July 17th, 2009 |
khyungbird
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3:04p |
The Strange High House in the Mist, Page 5
Another page of The Strange High House in the Mist is now online. This one was drawn on a kitchen table from 10 PM to 6 AM while periodically collapsing onto the page, despite my best efforts and two cups of coffee with soy milk and agave nectar. So there's some panels which need some revision, but...... anyway, for now, it's done, and the next page will go up on July 24th! |
sirspamdalot
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12:44p |
Wolverine flick
Well knock me down with a gum wrapper -- the Wolverine movie is actually good! I dragged myself to see it at the cheaps yesterday, expecting it to be as bad as everyone said. (My childhood Wolverine adulation and the $2 ticket price overcame my reluctance.) To my surprise, X-Men Origins: Wolverine is a solidly entertaining entry in the superhero genre. Not as good as Iron Man or The Incredibles, but I'd rank it with the other X-movies, well ahead of Daredevil and other disappointments. See it before it leaves the cheapies! |
| Thursday, July 16th, 2009 |
sirspamdalot
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12:15a |
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| Wednesday, July 15th, 2009 |
solmaru
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8:06a |
Whoa. Let's all just ignore that last one. Clearly if you take 2 benedryl and try to finish up what was supposed to be a lighthearted post it turns into a bitchcakes one. Yes, I am pleading Paula Abdul here. Thank christ for a four hour time difference that allows my mother to see the shit I write before almost anyone else does. You should have heard the phone call at 7 AM: "LEIA." "Mmmph." "Are you not TRYING to seek gainful employment?" "Eeeenph?" "Because what you wrote last night makes you look CRAZY" "What the hell are you talking about?" "YOUR. LIVEJOURNAL." I could dimly remember hitting the "Post" Button. "Calm down. Jesus. I'll take it down or something." "PLEASE. DO." So I hang up an slough into my office to check up on my wrongdoings. Because I just didn't think it would be that-OH MY GOD. I had not written anything that garbled and maudlin since HIGH SCHOOL. Oh my god. I couldn't even remember typing past the third paragraph. The noise I made was something like: "AWK." and the great LJ/Facebook purge of 09' began. So hey, my bad about any distress caused. To everyone who responded to that, Thanks. It was really sweet. But if we can take anything away from this it to not trip balls on cold medicine while in proximity to your laptop. |
shaenon
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12:14a |
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| Tuesday, July 14th, 2009 |
shaenon
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1:05a |
More Old Doodles
A million years ago, back when I first got this LiveJournal account, I posted tons of pictures of Wolverine. What I didn't mention at the time was that I drew a bunch of other X-Men at the same time but never scanned them. So here they are. Rogue:  Storm (I always liked her in the mohawk and fatigues):  ( Read more... ) |
| Monday, July 13th, 2009 |
adamcadre
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12:00a |
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shaenon
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12:26p |
More Old Doodles
I think this was a concept for a children's book. I like that I fit Jesse Hamm's HappyGoth in there.  |
shaenon
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12:23p |
SH on Fleen
I missed this awesome Skin Horse writeup on Fleen last week because I've been so busy putting the book together. Thanks, Gary! |
| Saturday, July 11th, 2009 |
shaenon
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9:23p |
Cartoon Art Museum Call for Webcomics
The Cartoon Art Museum of San Francisco (www.cartoonart.org) is organizing "Monsters of Webcomics," a showcase of cutting-edge webcomics work. The show's ten spotlight artists have already been selected. However, the museum also wants to include a virtual gallery of as many other webcomics as possible. If you're interested in having your art included in the virtual gallery, email curator Andrew Farago at gallery@cartoonart.org. Feel free to spread this information around the webcomics community. The museum wants a wide range of comics included in the show. Here's the press release: Monsters of Webcomics August 8 - December 6, 2009 The Internet has revolutionized all forms of communication, and comics are no exception. The Cartoon Art Museum explores the digital revolution in its latest exhibition, Monsters of Webcomics, a showcase of some of the best and boldest work published on the World Wide Web. Cartoonists choose to work on the Web for many reasons. For some, it’s an opportunity to reach readers directly without going through editors, publishers, or syndicates. For others, it’s a chance to explore the artistic possibilities of the Web, whether that means working in a format that would be impossible in print, tackling subject matter most comic-book publishers won’t handle, or taking advantage of the rich palette available with digital coloring. Others simply want to share their comics with as many people as possible. The comics by the ten artists featured in this exhibition run the gamut from four-panel comic strips to full-length graphic novels and include comedy, drama, history, science fiction, and sociopolitical commentary. As varied as this work is, however, it represents only a very small sample of the comics available on the Web. The Monsters of Webcomics exhibition also includes a virtual gallery that will highlight dozens of additional online comics. (IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: If you are a webcartoonist and would like to participate in the virtual gallery component of this historic exhibition, please e-mail C.A.M. Curator Andrew Farago at gallery@cartoonart.org) FEATURED ARTISTS: Slow Wave By Jesse Reklaw http://www.slowwave.comHark! A Vagrant! By Kate Beaton http://www.harkavagrant.comGirl Genius By Phil and Kaja Foglio http://www.girlgeniusonline.comCat and Girl By Dorothy Gambrell http://www.catandgirl.comThe Perry Bible Fellowship By Nicholas Gurewitch http://www.pbfcomics.comDicebox By Jenn Manley Lee http://www.dicebox.netFamily Man By Dylan Meconis http://www.lutherlevy.comAchewood By Chris Onstad http://www.achewood.comTemplar, AZ By Spike http://www.templaraz.com |
| Friday, July 10th, 2009 |
khyungbird
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7:04a |
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| Thursday, July 9th, 2009 |
khyungbird
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5:22p |
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ior
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10:25p |
A Solution
As ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) shiga pointed out (and you googlers learned), the problem was sourced from George Gamow's One, Two, Three... Infinity. The solution below, however, is by Paul Nahin and is remarkably simple. We do indeed use the complex plane for this solution. Remember that multiplying a complex number by i is geometrically equivalent to a 90 degree rotation counter-clockwise. We don't know where the gallows was, so just pick an arbitrary spot in the complex plane and call it a + ib. Let the real axis be the line that joins both trees, and position the imaginary axis such that the trees are at 1 and -1. Nahin shows (as did Gamow) that the location of the treasure is independent of a and b. First, temporarily shift the origin of the plane to the oak. The vector from the oak to the gallows is (a + 1) + ib. To place the first spike, rotate this by 90 degrees, that is, multiply by i. Thus, spike 1 is at -b + i(1 + a). Moving the origin back to where it was originally, we have -b - 1 + i(1 + a). Next move the origin to the pine. The vector from the pine to the gallows is (a - 1) + ib. Rotate this by -90 degrees, i.e., multiply by -i to locate the position of the second spike: b - i(a - 1). Returning the origin to its initial coordinates gives the second spike at (b + 1) - i(a - 1). The treasure, then, is at the midpoint of the line segment joining the two spikes: [-(b + 1) + i(a + 1) + (b + 1) - i(a - 1)] / 2All the as and bs cancel, leaving this entire term equal to i. The treasure is on the imaginary axis, at the same distance from the origin equal to the distance of either tree from the origin, regardless of where the gallows was. |
shaenon
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9:25a |
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| Wednesday, July 8th, 2009 |
marinaomi
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9:13p |
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| Thursday, July 9th, 2009 |
ior
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4:31a |
A Challenge
This is the story of a young and adventurous man who discovers an ancient parchment amongst his late great-grandfather's papers. It reads: Sail to _____ North latitude and _____ West longitude where you will find a deserted island. There lies a large meadow on the north shore of the island where stand a lonely oak and lonely pine. There you will also see an old gallows on which we once hung traitors. Start from the gallows and walk to the oak, counting your steps. At the oak, turn right by a right angle and take the same number of steps. Put there a spike in the ground. Return to the gallows and walk to the pine, counting your steps. At the pine, turn left by a right angle and take the same number of steps, and put another spike into the ground. Dig halfway between the spikes; the treasure is there. The young man follows the instructions, at least to finding the island; the meadow with the oak and pine. Alas, there is no gallows. The trees, alive, still grow. The gallows, sadly, have disintegrated in the weather, and not a trace of its location remains. The young man sails away with nothing of the treasure buried on the island. Was this the correct decision? Why or why not? Nota Bene: There are several correct answers, depending on the cut of your jib. |
| Wednesday, July 8th, 2009 |
shaenon
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3:22p |
More Old Doodles
This might be the only drawing I ever did of the entire Narbonic cast.  |
shaenon
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2:21a |
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shaenon
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2:04a |
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| Tuesday, July 7th, 2009 |
solmaru
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11:45p |
Common ground
I didn't manage to get along with other kids very well. But to be fair all of the children at Ringing Rocks Elementary School, PA were vicious motherfuckers. A horde of tiny uncivilized people, forming disparate tribes to make war against one another, eyes wet with conjunctivitis and hatred, Mouths red with Kool Aid. Or the blood of the weak. It really depended. If there were curly fries being served in the cafeteria then it was blood. Curly Fries to seven year olds are like what Cacao Beans were to the Aztecs. If there was only one tray of curly fries then you were bound to see some Gangs of New York shit go down. The play ground was not so much playful as it was reminiscent of the yard at Sing Sing. Turf was drawn and redrawn according to race or class or gender or some subtle social shift in the wind that I could never fucking understand. Cruelties were hurled to faces or behind backs, bigger kids shoved the smaller off the swingsets, rocks were winged at soft, still developing skulls. The one thing keeping us from going fully "Lord of the Flies" was a single listless chaperone who'd blow a whistle and kind of scream at us when he saw bullying. The hostility was only tuned down to a dull simmer when herded back into the class room. Still 20 to 25 kids agitated against one another in an ever present effort to undermine and assert dominance. You know, thinking back on grade school it really was like a jail. One time I shivved a boy with a fork because he tried to kiss me. He just didn't understand I ain't nobodies bitch you see? I don't just give my shit out fo' free. You gotta get momma a pack o' smokes or summa them tasty ass curly fries first. Shiiit. Almost nothing could bring us together in a lasting harmony. Except one thing. Ripple's dick. Ripple was the male hamster we kept as a class pet. And for some goddamned reason when we had a spare moment all of us would crowd around the cage and put our differences aside to look at adorable Mr. Ripple, maybe pet him a little bit but always, inevitably, flip this hamster over and look at his junk. "Look at his boner!" One of the boys would snigger. And that, boys and girls, is where I learned the word "Boner". "Kids. KIDS. That's enough. It's time for geography." A frantic teacher would hustle us away and put Ripple and his shlong back in the cage. But for that tiny moment we were all united in puerile fascination of rodent willies. I may be grown now but still sometimes experience a Ripple effect. I was on YouTube a while back looking for cute animal videos because I have a vagina. Ownership of a vagina causes irrational behaviors like the purchasing of hundreds of decorative pillows, weeping and the need to view fluffy bunnies and shit while imbibing merlot. Anyway, I'd just gotten done watching an anteater in a flannel shirt drink fruit juice out of a champagne flute when on the side bar of related videos the words "ECHIDNA PENIS" stood out from the pile. "I...Well...Fuck." I thought staring at the thumbnail, trying to make out details. "I guess I'm going know what an echidna's penis looks like." So I clicked on it. Now when your first reaction to seeing a monotreme's gigantic cock is "Not bad..." then you need to come to grips with the fact that you deserve to be alone forever. None the less I emailed that magnanimous wanger to friends and family and felt immidiatly vindicated in my belife that sometimes the sharing of disgusting, wretched things is a way to bring people together when I received this reply: "This is the craziest dick I have ever seen. And I've seen a lot of dicks. That is amazing." Perhaps this is what could end world conflict. If we all collectively sat down for a little while at a global table and realized that whatever our differences are, whatever has happened in the past we will all agree that an Echidna's dick is the WEIRDEST fucking thing ever and from that point of commonality we would all link hands and swear to stop nuclear proliferation and solve world hunger. A utopia would follow in less than a decade. I mean ok, Australia probably wouldn't be that wowed but then they're used to Echidna dick. Wouldn't matter. No one wants to play with those kids anyway. ~~~ ("BUT LEIA?" I hear you howl to me like hungry babes "HOW CAN YOU TALK ABOUT MONOTREME PEEN AND NOT SHOW US THE GOODS? PLEASE SAVE US FROM TERRIFYING IGNORANCE." I can do this thing for you. Below you will find a video detailing the horrible machinations of the MonoPeens. Do not look away from this educational film at any moment, for while what you see may disgust you, may cause you to weep openly, in the end it will make you strong.) |
shaenon
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9:30a |
More Old Doodles
Smithson. I'm actually working on some stuff for Smithson this week. And that's two posts in a row with cartoon characters saying the f-word. I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me.   |
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