MY LATEST, FOR MAGIC BULLET! DC's comics newspaper :) Do I see crop marks?
It was huge (I won't be surprised if it's over a million, at final count.) I was at an Obama inauguration weekend, and at an Obama Inaugural concert, and the streets were packed, and this seemed approaching that in numbers. It was a great celebration of women, of diversity, of equality. And it was so positive. We marched together, we chanted, we met people, we admired each other's signs, we were polite, and kind and compassionate and loving and caring . . . it was seriously AMAZING. I marched with several cartoonist buds and a singer/songwriter friend of mine. We kept commenting to each other about how amazing and friendly this all was. How kind people were about little stuff like helping you by, or stepping on your toes by accident, or laughing about using the men's rooms, or being told that there was a 3.5 hour wait at Oyamel, for supper. (BTW, PROPS to Oyamel, and Gordon Biersch, handling a crazy amount of people, in a professional manner! What a buncha pros!) The signs were great. The chants were hilarious and/or sobering.
PINK WAS EVERYWHERE. I'm not a pink person, but I was yesterday :)
I want to post more about the March, and I will. But I've noticed that in some of the media coverage, the attempt has been made to narrow our focus, to say it was about one specific right or another. It was about a lot of things. It was about unity, acceptance, open arms, shoring each other up after a devastating election; it was about choice, it was about fighting misogyny, homophobia, xenophobia, and racism. It was about inclusiveness, and acceptance, and open arms. And I'm gonna say it: It was about love. Love which accepts people, and promotes them, and wants them to be recognized and embraced.
There were zero arrests. The police and Metro workers were friendly, helpful, and professional. The streets were packed. I lived in DC for years, until recently, and have been around a lot of protests and marches. This was . . . special. We were in awe.
There was joy. It was cathartic.
I want to say all this to you so that when your friends or your leaders try to denigrate it, call it names, paint it with the wrong brush, you'll know someone you can ask about it. Matter of fact, there are hundreds of thousands of people you can ask. And not just in one city. And not just in one country.
And, so, it was big, and it was beautiful. And it was encouraging.
As a person of faith, and by this I mean, a Jesus freak of sorts (no longer evangelical), I was thinking, I wish Christians loved on those of different stripes, I really wish people who say Jesus matters to them, could show up and love, in these numbers; as much as I see people here today reaching out to everyone, and then some . . . thats what I was thinking. It didn't steal my joy, though. And that's another blog.
I'm in an afterglow of sorts.
Yesterday we saw women and men and people of all ages, marching, all over the world. In support and affirmation of many different people, but maybe especially WOMEN.
Thanks for that, y'all.
My soul needed it. And I love y'all for getting out and showing up, and all of you who wrote me notes and texted me encouragement, and all of you who printed my art onto signs, and marched with it, and all of you who were with us in spirit, if not in body. Proud to march with, and for, you.
Onward and upward! Now back to the nitty gritty.
We call, we write, we speak, we fight.
NOTE ON THE PHOTO: The sign I'm holding is an edited version of my "How Many" cartoon (see previous post) for RESIST, the women's comics protest paper and site, curated especially for the March. My friend with me in the pic is Barbara Dale, a dear bud and a hoot of a cartoonist. The picture was taken by Ann Telnaes, cartoonist for the Washington Post. She's kickass, too!
I want to encourage you. But give me a minute.
I'm an introvert, it turns out. I know you wouldn't think that, because I'm smirky and I'm a comic and I'm a redhead. But, turns out, I'd rather be drawing and writing than almost anything else on the planet. The three exceptions to this are:
- being on, or in, water
- traveling with my guys
- climbing Mayan temples
- eating Mexican* food
*Or, Indian food. Either one. Both magically delicious in their own amazing way!
I know, that's four!! And then, five, with the asterisk! Keep reading anyway!
I think you have to be pretty self-motivated, when you're a freelancer. And lately, I've been frustrated with what I am or am not getting done - that's a big piece of it too. In the last few months, I lost my dear Dad (very shaky still), and we've moved to a new city (this month), and I'm still staring at many unpacked boxes (intimidating, and where's my dang Martha White Corn Meal?). It's a (let's call it) challenging time of life. And I know "the West" gets it wrong, with grief, and how fast we should process things. But that's another bloggy wog. Sooooo, anytime I get down about my work, or my life, or my mood, I just pull out a sketchbook and my iPad . . . and I keep drawing, and I keep writing.
I talk to the Great Creator (which is a lot of what is in my head and on my pages) and I ask WHY? and WHY NOT? a lot. I think right now that God may be very bored with me, but somehow fascinated, like a now-jolly, now-angry kid watching a roly-poly on the sidewalk. And I ask God questions, and I think, hmmm. God is not answering, God is observing, or God is waiting, or God is binge-watching "Stranger Things" on Netflix, like everybody else. And I think about how small a word "God" is, for the Great Creator. And I want miracles for everyone with Parkinson's and Cancer. Right now.
I'm so glad to have my health, and mad that others don't.
And wondering why some people think they have to be mean to others. I'm horrified by what Leslie Jones has been going through, and proud of her for standing up to it. And mad about how that redirects her great, creative energy for a bit. Stealing her time (I'm always in a bad mood if you steal my time, even without all that hate attached.)
And then I'm back to me again, feeling inadequate, still, of all things! You would think that at this age, my middle-school insecurities would be wiped away, but nope, turns out, I'm human. Dammit. I keep trying to rise above that, but well, as you see.
And then I make a list of what I've done this year.
Which includes 300 drawings for two coloring books, plus comics and cartoons for Dirty Diamonds, The All-Girl Comics Anthology, an illustration for The Cartoonist, for the National Cartoonists Society, two comics and two ads for Magic Bullet (DC Conspiracy), my own work on Haint Blue, my it's-taking-forever graphic novel about the supernatural, and submitted my Fog of Worry panel comics to more than one syndicate (waiting on that). I've written and performed stories on stage with Story District DC and Storytalks NYC (Gotham Comedy Club), and performed my standup act at Comic Strip Live in NYC.
And I feel a little better, but cancer and Parkinson's are still attacking people I know and love, and their friends and family. I'm mad about that. I keep coming back to it.
And I spend a little time praying, and hoping prayer "works."
Back to drawing.
Hang in there, everybody, we are all on a journey no one else can really see. Because if they DID see, we would be embarrassed at how often we turn to brownies for solace, even if they ARE Fiber-One brownies, and so much better for you.
Right now I'm planning the fall cons - CreativeCon Panama City, and New York ComicCon. Well, I'm not the one planning them, who has time for that? (See: "Stranger Things".)
peace, love, and other things hippies say,
Heads Up! FYI! ComicCons and Comics Expos*, 2015, where Laughing Redhead Studio will be:
Magic Bullet - Washington, D.C.'s Comics Newspaper 10th Anniversary Party, at Fantom Comics, DuPont Circle, Feb. 21 Smudge Comics Arts Expo, ARTISPHERE, Mar. 14 Awesome Con DC, Washington Convention Center, May 29-31 Panama City CreativeCon, Gulf Coast Community College, Aug. 1 SPX, Small Press Expo, Bethesda, MD, Sep. 19-20 New York Comic Con, NY, NY, October 8-11 Cartoonists Draw Blood, Oct. 31
You know that 3x5 Challenge going 'round? Where you post 3 pieces of art 5 days in a row? Here were two of mine yesterday. I love this Bible verse, and I think I've done about 5 art pieces of it so far (maybe more). these are art marker (Faber-Castell Artist Pens) and gouache and watercolor on Moleskine watercolor paper. Anyway, enjoy! I'm working on new ink pieces, and Magic Bullet 10 comes out soon! Be sure to follow DC Conspiracy on Twitter @MagicBulletDC; it's awesome comics by DC area cartoonists! Check it out! Meanwhile, I'm trying to live by Micah six eight. But I think it's hard to claim the humble part if you have a blog, and Twitter account, and . . . and a PLEASE Like ME PAGE . . . oh what a tangled web . . . I'm trying, anyhow. :) peace, trl
Hey, y'all, Happy New Year, Prospero Año!
I've been on deadlines, sick, cooking, and traveling . . . what have YOU been up to?
ALSO, I've seen some GREAT TV and MOVIES: I highly recommend BOYHOOD, THE IMITATION GAME, and THE COMEBACK, as the most recent stuff I've watched - also I rewatched (because they never get old) ALL of the Christopher Guest mockumentaries I could find: SPINAL TAP, WAITING FOR GUFFMAN, A MIGHTY WIND, BEST IN SHOW, etc.
I'm working on inking my latest submission to MAGIC BULLET, DC's comics newspaper, which we distribute at bookstores and comiccons all across the country.
I am working towards making my blog the most efficient thing it can be, work-wise for me, and communication-wise for you - I have 3800 followers on Pinterest (not really sure how that happened, but glad :) ), and about 2500 as Facebook friends, and about 800 followers on Twitter and a coupla hundred on Instagram, and about 500 LIKERS on my Facebook Laughing Redhead Studio page . . . I'd like to get all connected and . . . oh, also a coupla hundred on ETSY? And my ZAZZLE store, too, that needs to be updated (though there is lotsa good stuff going on in my Zazzle store already, according to my mom, who is my biggest fan!) gotta doublecheck that one. So, my goal this year is to get my site to where I want it to be. I'd like all my art to be in one very navigable place, and I've been so busy with deadlines and holidays that I haven't been posting much here lately. Soooo, you will see some weird reconfigurations and appearances on here - as I try to make sure I'm finding the most efficient designs for my needs as a writer/storyteller/artist. I have enlisted two interns to help me get my work loaded and ready for viewing/sale/discussion/whatev. I'm not a big fan of "buying" followers, or following folks just to get followed, so it's a slow, but genuine build, and I hope you'll be patient with me! I love Twitter and INSTAGRAM and PINTEREST, and I post a lot of pix of works-in-progress, as well as finished work, on all three of those, so if that interests you, check it out! Right now, I'm trying to figure out the best way to publish my horror stories and my "storytalks;" these are short true stories which I've "performed" in NYC at Gotham Comedy Club and the Metropolitan Room. Some have been published by big publishers, but I own them, so I'm thinking of publishing them here, and also printing them up to sell at the trade shows. What say you? Feel free to leave me a PM here, on Facebook, Tweet me, or message me on INSTAGRAM. Whew.
The safest bet is to follow me on Twitter and INSTAGRAM (is that showing up here? It was before I changed "themes"), and to LIKE my Facebook "Laughing Redhead Studio" page. I post there regularly. My TWITTER and my INSTAGRAM are both @LaughingRedhead. You would also probably really like my PINTEREST boards, I'm obsessed with them. Besides drawing and writing every day, the only other thing I do every day (besides drink Diet Coke and wear trifocals) is that I pin to my PINTEREST boards. Every. Single. Day.
I am also working on teaching a good bit of art this spring, summer, and fall, in addition to writing horror short stories and working on two horror/spooky graphic novels. May take up RED BULL.
peace y paz,