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Re: Reflections #9 to ship in early January! It has...
david my friend and i just read reflections 6-7-8 last night. it reminded me of being a teenager and sitting down with him after going to the retailer and reading them while interrupting each other with parts that jumped out to us like check this out and you've gotta see how cool this is and the like. i dig your ballpoint pen style a lot, a whole lot. i like seeing that on the inside covers and i quite like the guy with the horns and the faces for fists.
6: may lee is a beauty and your line is free and often scribbly but also has at the same time a surprising precision. with tori something in the burst of watercolor conveys the music from her piano without there actually being any sound. ah there's my horny friend. the alias cover with tape knocked my friend out. ah he used tape to do that, he's a very smart fellow, he said. international cowgirl is something i've never seen before. can i call it a mash-up? in the double page of alchemy 2 i love what i shall call your african style, those thick black lines, flung colors, and hints of pre cubism. i must attend one of these live art shows. and there we are on a warm summer's evening playing music facing you as you stand in an action pose and paint, swirling round each other.
7: the fujiko sketches, brush and pen, are arresting and it does something to the observer's mind to note what you leave out. often it's the limbs that go unconnected to the body though the idea of them is there and the mind completes the picture. what struck me about the hymn book is its density and particularly its feeling of weight. it looks like it weighs a hundred pounds. the collage and the photos, the way they're laid out, have their own voices but sing together in this hymnal. body by scandinavian, with a moustache and a beer. two generations of macks posed together, half-smiling, looking outward and onward christian soldiers. if i may shift gears the wolverine with the skeleton of worn, rusty exactos and blades is frankly badass. another live art happening and another reminder to myself to get there.
8: the twin birds with crowns, perhaps a queen and her king, have tripped something in my subconscious because they have an immediacy and a familiarity where for whatever reason i want to be their confidant. i keep returning to this page. two dogs fighting conveys the anger of the reptile brain, the brutality of teeth and blood, and the contrast of the human conscious as the observer all as an organic image. a damn sight more than would a twelve panel fight scene. okay, i saw the face of god is, it does, has, a holiness i think, and i see this though i am a scientist, while there is something crippling in the, yes, power of the image. the colors of the sphere, the arm upraised and vanishing into infinity, this piece is one of your best. ah the very next page, i thank you. drawing in the rain is another my friend interrupted me to praise. though i'd like to comment on everything, this has gotten long and i will end with camelli's pizza, the sketch of which is as warm and gooey as all get-out.
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