after putting it off as long as i could, i went to see American Splendor…before this movie, i had no idea who harvey pekar was…i would dare say that his work goes a long way towards creating a convincing artguement that comic books are a literary art form..i wouldn’t go so far as saying they are an american art form…you can’t ignore or underestimate the japanses contribution…so, why did i avoid this movie? it confirmed what i was afraid it would..excluding the whole being published thing, my life has been an awful lot like his…dead end souls sucking occupation for apaycheck…yeadrs of working in obscurity…crotchety attitude…believe it or not though, i walked out inspired and enboldened for more lonlieness, frustration, and lack of recognition…
reason # 51 why you won’t see a romantic comedy script with my name on it…
how do you portray the good times in a relationship without walking into cliches?
thoughts this morn of an old man I met last winter…won’t cover the details…might write about it…what’s on my mind this morning is his state of mind…at best he was in his mid70’s…his grasp of the world around him was thin…his major though process seemed to circle aorund fear, confusion, desperation…when I met him, i thought, there but for grace of god…today i feel like i was given a glimpse of my future…
try again…so…what’s ahead…prepping a new website…for a fuller digital representaion…hope to include some audio/video…we’ll see…
inspirations…photography…both shooting and viewing…frustrated now because my digi is at the bottom of the largest freshwater lake west of the m.i.ss.iss.i.pp.i…i may just have to resort to analog…