Recalling Louie and Bruce, Part 6

It’s January 1982, the sawmill is still closed for winter, and the boys are on vacation. I stay busy making art, and I create Louie’s cat Barfield (a play on the popular syndicated cartoon cat’s name), an alley cat who’s half drifter and half standup comedian. Immediately, I begin sketching February’s strip. I spend a … Continue reading Recalling Louie and Bruce, Part 6

2011.2.20 Writing: A Day in My Life

Words awoke me the other morning, repeating in my mind loudly, obtrusively. At 4:27, I snapped on my lamp and scribbled them down. Dark cold Deep blue Frigid from the death of violet I wondered, “What does it mean, frigid from the death of violet?” I tried to remember the dream that had birthed those … Continue reading 2011.2.20 Writing: A Day in My Life