10-minute Sketch: "HOW'D IT GET BURNED?"

I got another amusing CAPTCHA and drew some CAPTCHArt around it.

Carmen "humdog" Hermosillo (d. August 10, 2008)

Artist, writer, researcher, and poet Carmen Hermosillo was a participant in online communities, from BBSes, the WELL, and other early electronic forums to modern social networks and virtual worlds, and studied their place in our lives.

Hermosillo is portrayed here with one of her many virtual avatars.

Acrylic on canvas, 7x5″.  From my September 2015 set Luminaries of the Hacker World.

Me as world-renowned and universally-beloved superhero, Italian Spiderman. Unfamiliar?  Watch this, read this.

Thrift shop clothes: $8

Fabric paint: $5

Cut-up cat mask: $6

Bagged wig: $10

Dodgy pornstache: model's own

Unlimited admiration and caffè macchiato from every woman who happened to glance in my direction: senza prezzo

Photo by Sidepocket

Callie and Izzy is an upcoming webseries it’s been my pleasure to be part of.  The show is by Nicola Rose, with whom I’ve previously worked on The Media Show and the musical Aisle Six.

More info coming soon, keep an eye on it!

Making captchart has quickly become one of my favorite ways of fishing for ideas and/or killing time.

Sources: "The Hungry Earth" (© BBC) and this guy (PD).

The logo of the fictional Union Broadcasting System (UBS) television network, from the brilliant Sidney Lumet film Network.  Recreated using screenshots from the film.  I thought I might someday use this to make a microphone flag, or maybe some novelty press credentials.

If you haven't seen Network yet watch it ASAP, preferably without looking up any plot points or spoilers beforehand.  It's a requirement for membership in the human race.

When I was growing up, there was a certain "inspirational" poem most, if not all, of my elderly Christian relatives had framed and displayed somewhere in their home.

I rewrote the poem as inspirational material for a Jedi pursuing the Dark Side of the Force, and set it against a Tatooine version of its standard backdrop.  I don't know about you folks, but I certainly feel more inspired now.

Here's the poem in text:

"Bootprints"

One night I dreamed I was walking through the Tatooine desert with Lord Vader.  Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.

In each scene I noticed bootprints in the sand.  Sometimes there were two sets of bootprints, other times there was one set only.

This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow, or rebel defeat, I could see only one set of bootprints, so I said to Lord Vader,

"You promised me Father, that if I joined you, we would rule the galaxy as father and son.  But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my journey toward the Dark Side, there has only been one set of bootprints in the sand.  Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?"

Lord Vader replied, "The times when you have seen only one set of bootprints, my son, that is when I levitated you."

Public domain source photos taken from here and here.  Star Wars crawl font taken from here.

Some days you find yourself illustrating venerable Irish actor and Star Trek alumnus Colm Meaney, and affixing him to an ancient meme.

Today, for me, is one of those days.

Modified from this original Keep Calm poster.

This is a quick five-minute doodle of everyone I've ever seriously dated, standing shoulder-to-shoulder, in no particular order, for no apparent reason.  While some of you who know me might also know one or more of these individuals, I'm not naming names and will not comment on which squiggle is meant to be who (unless you are one of the squiggles, in which case feel free to ask me privately which one you are.)

No idea why I felt the need to get this out of my head and onto pixels, but I do know I'm grateful these individuals will probably never end up gathering in a group like this in real life.  I'd be doomed.  DOOMED.

Started as sort of Rorschach of Watchmen, but I don’t know I’m tired.  Around seven minutes.