Lou Says...

This year the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame inducted that reluctant landlord of the tower of song, Mr. Leonard Cohen.
And who better else to give the induction speech than Long Islands' own Lou Reed? The gutter prince of elegant waste meandered on and on simply reading entire passages of LC's own poetry and song lyrics. Great stuff indeed, but after about six minutes the audience grew tired of Lou pretentiously listening to himself add his own vocal inflections to already masterful works and began to inject applause at any chance to signify that Lou should wrap it up. It was pretty awkwardly hilarious. And through each snappy flip to the next page of text to be read, Lou basically told us to go fuck ourselves.
I love you Lou, you prick.




Actually I started looking for pictures of Sydney Pollack, who passed away today, and then realized he kind of resembles Lou. I owe you one Sydney. Best wishes.

First one outta the gate.

Schools been over for two weeks. The studio is desolate and quiet and everyone's work station is still left just as it was the last week of school. I imagine soon that the cubicles are going to start miraculously being emptied one by one with each visit I pay. I will say that I enjoyed every minute (minus time spent troubleshooting the printing network) at SVA and I'm extremely happy with the work that was created over the past two years.
So after two weeks of back-patting and going home after work to the television, it's time to get cracking again. I feel a little uninspired in a "what's-next?" kinda way but I'm sure the best remedy for that is to dive into something new. Well, not too new - I'm gonna finally do that car wreck piece I've wanted to do for a long time.

Dig it! First sketch in two weeks.



A quick finish in Photoshop:

Yankees host the Tigers 4/30/08 7pm

The Tigers took all three of the series. First time since 1966.

That's it for school. Going through the stuff from Stephen Savage's class - I picked out some of my faves.