My Moleskine Drawings

Yeah, I good a Moleskine sketchbook a while back. Here's all I've done in it so far (also, I named this blog after the sketchbook. What of it?!:



Inappropriate apostraphe intentional:












That last "PARASITE" drawing is, in my opinion, the best of these.

Well, that's all for now, I'll post more as I go along. Bye, all!

More of My Favorite Cartoonists

I felt like I should be fair and list my other favorite cartoonists, besides the top 10 (see the "More Lists" post). Let's see here, there's plenty...


Vaughn Bode
Joel Beck
Boody Rogers
Virgil Partch
David Gemmil
Federico Fellini
Rick Griffin
George Herriman
Marc Smeets
Bruce N. Duncan
Bureiko
Art Spiegelman
Kaz
Peter Bagge
Basil Wolverton
Eugene Zimmerman
Rick Altergott
Jack Davis
Don Martin
Gilbert Hernandez
Dave Cooper
Drew Friedman
George Booth
KC Green
Milt Gross
Johnny Craig
Graham Ingels
Gahan Wilson
Shel Silverstein (I know I listed him in writers but he needs a place here too.)
Tex Avery
Rory Hayes
Jim Osborne
Gary Panter
Joost Swarte
David Low
Johnny Ryan
Sergio Aragones
Hans Rickheit
Fletcher Hanks
Hank Ketcham
Greg Irons
Rand Holmes
John Holmstrom
Gary Larson
Charles Addams
Jerry Moriarty
Sam Henderson
Tony Millionaire
Skip Williamson
Henriette Valium
Pascal Doury
Martin Vaughn-James
Ernie Bushmiller
Charles Schulz
J.R. Williams
Mats!?
Michael Kupperman
Arnold Roth
Kim Deitch
Mark Beyer
AL Columbia
Chester Gould
Tim Hensley
Glenn Head
Gene Deitch
Tim Lane
Winsor McCay
Robert Williams
Al Jaffee
Bernard Krigstein
Dan O'Neill
E.C. Segar
Gilbert Shelton
Jay Lynch
Marc Bell
Xavier Robel
Helge Reumann
Bill Mauldin

I may add more later.

Some of you may wonder why I didn't include some of the cartoonists of the newer generation (with the exception of KC Green). The answer is simple: I dislike almost all of them. Goodnight.

The Night I Fucked My Alarm Clock

by Charles Bukowski

starving in philadelphia
i had a small room
it was evening going into night
and i stood at my window on the 3rd floor
in the dark and looked down into a
kitchen across the way on the 2nd floor
and i saw a beautiful blonde girl
embrace a young man there and kiss him
with what seemed hunger
and i stood and watched until they broke
away
then i turned and switched on the room light
i saw my dresser and my dresser drawers
and my alarm clock on the dresser
i took my alarm clock
to bed with me and
fucked it until the hands dropped off
then i went out and walked the streets
until my feet blistered
when i got back i walked to the window
and looked down and across the way
and the light in their kitchen was
out

Some More Lists

Got inspired to do this after seeing an Oisin O'Sullivan post.

Top 10 favorite cartoonists:

Moebius
Robert Crumb
S. Clay Wilson
Ralph Steadman
Harvey Kurtzman
Dennis Worden
Thomas Nast
Charles Burns
Daniel Clowes
Jim Woodring

Top 10 favorite bands:

The Fugs
Velvet Underground
Iggy and the Stooges
Thin Lizzy
Butthole Surfers
The Ramones
Talking Heads
King Oliver's Creole Jazz Band
Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band
The Sonics

Top 10 favorite movies:

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Evil Dead
Crumb
Seven Samurai
The Passion of Joan of Arc
This is Spinal Tap
Eraserhead
Vampyr
if....
El Topo

Top 5 favorite guitarists:

Jimi Hendrix
Frank Stokes
Charley Patton
Jeff Cotton
Son House

Top 5 favorite songwriters:

Daniel Johnston
Screamin' Jay Hawkins
Don Van Vliet
Charley Patton
Jimi Hendrix

...and I thought I might throw this in:

Top 10 favorite writers (stories, poems):

Hunter S. Thompson
Charles Bukowski
William S. Burroughs
H.P. Lovecraft
Jack Keroac
Derek Grinsteiner
Shel Silverstein
Tom Wolfe
Kurt Vonnegut
John Milton

America

More Ginsberg for everyone...

America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can't stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb
I don't feel good don't bother me.
I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind.
America when will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites?
America why are your libraries full of tears?
America when will you send your eggs to India?
I'm sick of your insane demands.
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks?
America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world.
Your machinery is too much for me.
You made me want to be a saint.
There must be some other way to settle this argument.
Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister.
Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke?
I'm trying to come to the point.
I refuse to give up my obsession.
America stop pushing I know what I'm doing.
America the plum blossoms are falling.
I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for
murder.
America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies.
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry.
I smoke marijuana every chance I get.
I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet.
When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid.
My mind is made up there's going to be trouble.
You should have seen me reading Marx.
My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right.
I won't say the Lord's Prayer.
I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations.
America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over
from Russia.

I'm addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I'm obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.
It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie
producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again.

Asia is rising against me.
I haven't got a chinaman's chance.
I'd better consider my national resources.
My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals
an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles and hour and
twentyfivethousand mental institutions.
I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underpriviliged who live in
my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns.
I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go.
My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic.

America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his
automobiles more so they're all different sexes
America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe
America free Tom Mooney
America save the Spanish Loyalists
America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die
America I am the Scottsboro boys.
America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings they
sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the
speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the
workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party
was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother
Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have
been a spy.
America you don're really want to go to war.
America it's them bad Russians.
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians.
The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take
our cars from out our garages.
Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader's Digest. her wants our
auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations.
That no good. Ugh. Him makes Indians learn read. Him need big black niggers.
Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help.
America this is quite serious.
America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set.
America is this correct?
I'd better get right down to the job.
It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts
factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.

A reading:

Put Down Your Cigarette Rag by Allen Ginsberg

Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke
It's a nine billion dollar
Capitalist Communist joke
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke

Smoking makes you cough,
You cant sing straight
You gargle on saliva
& vomit on your plate
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke,
Dont smoke smoke smoke smoke

You smoke in bed
You smoke on the hill
Smoke till yr dead
You smoke in Hell
Dont smoke dont smoke in living Hell Dope Dope
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke

You puff your fag
You suck your butt
You choke & gag
Teeth full of crud
Smoke smoke smoke smoke Dont dont dont
Dont Dont Dope Dope Dope Dont Smoke Dont Dope

Pay your two bucks
for a deathly pack
Trust your bad luck
& smoke in the sack
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke Nicotine Nicotine No
No dont smoke the official Dope Smoke Dope Dope

Four Billion dollars in Green
'swat Madison Avenue gets
t' advertise nicotine
& hook you radical brats
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke Dont Smoke
Nope Nope Dope Dope Hoax Hax Hoax Hoax
Dopey Dope Dopey Dope Dope Dope dope dope

Black magic pushes dope
Sexy chicks in cars
America loses hope
& smokes and drinks in bars
Don't smoke dont smoke dont smoke,
dont smoke dont dont dont dont dont
choke choke choke choke kaf kaf
Kaf Kaf Choke Choke
Choke Choke Dope Dope

Communism's flopped
Let's help the Soviet millions
Sell 'em our Coffin-Nails
& make a couple billions
Big Bucks Big Bucks bucks bucks
bucks bucks smoke smoke smoke smoke
smoke Bucks smoke bucks Dope bucks big
Dope Bucks Dig Big Dope Bucks Big Dope
Bucks dont smoke big dope bucks
Dig big Pig dope bucks

Nine billion bucks a year
a Southern Industry
Buys Senator Jesse Fear who pushes Tobacco subsidy
In the Senate Foreign Relations Committee
Dope smokes dope smokes dont smoke dont smoke
Cloak cloak cloak room cloak & dagger
smoke room cloak room dope cloak
cloak room dope cloak room dope dont smoke

Nine billion bucks for dope
approved by Time & Life
America loses hope
The President smokes Tobacco votes
Dont Smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke nope nope nope nope

30 thousand die of coke or
Illegal speed each year
430 thousand cigarette deaths
That's the drug to fear
In USA Dont smoke Dont smoke Dont smoke

Get Hooked on Cigarettes
Go Fight the War on Drugs
Smoke any other Weed
Get bust by Government Thugs
Dont smoke dont smoke the official dope

If you will get in bed
& give your girlfriend head
then you wont want a fag
Nor evermore a drag
Dont Smoke dont smoke Hope Hope Hope Hope
O Please Dont Smoke Dont Smoke
O Please O Please O Please
I'm calling on my knees

Twenty-four hours in bed
& give your boyfriend head
Put something in your mouth
Like skin not cigarette filth
Suck tit suck tit suck cock suck cock
suck clit suck prick suck it
but dont smoke nicotine dont smoke
dont smoke nicotine nicotine it's
too obscene dont smoke dont smoke
nicotine suck cock suck prick suck tit
suck clit suck it But dont smoke shit nope
nope nope nope Dope Dope Dope Dope
the official dope Dont Smoke

Make believe yer sick
Stay in bed and lick
yr cigarette habit greed
One day's all you need
In deed in deed in deed in deed smoke weed
smoke weed Put something green
in between but don't smoke smoke dont smoke
hope hope hope hope Nicotine dont
smoke the official dope
Dope Dope Dope Dope Dont Smoke
Smoke weed indeed smoke grass yass yass
smoke pot but not nicotine no no
indeed it's too obscene
put something green
in between your lips get hip not square
listen to my wail don't dare smoke coffin nails
ugh ugh ugh ugh the government Drug
official habit for Mr. Babbitt
Dont smoke the official dope
dope dope dope dope don't smoke
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke.

"Don's Art is spectacular. It reminds me of a drunk on a high wire who miraculously makes it to the other side each time, but not without the tension"

-Robert Williams


Here are some paintings by Don Van Vliet, alias Captain Beefheart. I find them insanely interesting... Charming yet even more raw and savage than the heaviest of Ralph Steadman's oeuvre.

I wish they'd make a big coffee-table book collecting all the ones in existence, but then I'd be broke.


Stagecoach to Hell (1985)




Untitled (1967)




Untitled (1986)




Untitled (1986)




When She Dropped the Flower (1969)




Check Bif (1986)




Copper Diver (1985)




Feather Times a Feather (1987)




Provided You Go Outside (1984)




Rumfhala Horror Puppet (1986)




Untitled self-portrait with his wife, Jan. (1976)




Beezoo, Beezoo (1985)





Crepe and Black Lamps (1986)




Golden Birdies (1988)




Boat and Blue Bodagress (1984)




Cinnamon Chops (1990)

I dunno about the painters series...

I don't have time for anything now, I'm so busy. I'll still do posts but they'll be infrequent, so I doubt I'll be able to hold down a series. I will do a few posts on people like Rothko and Duchamp though... I don't know, it'd be hard to keep anything planned. Anyway, here's a beautiful painting called "Psalm 69", by the great, visionary German artist, Ernst Fuchs:

The work of Alex Winter: An interview, some short films and The Idiot Box

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Jim Woodring Talks About Salvia Divinorum

Been on a video kick recently.

How to Eat Watermelon -Petey Green

I must agree, salt doesn't belong on a watermelon.

Songs by Daniel Johnston

And here's the trailer for the excellent documentary, The Devil and Daniel Johnston: