[ z o l o f t _ s h a r k ] - for Jim Gelsleichter

my old advisor down at Mote in Sarasota (soon to be elsewhere) hit me with another unusual art request in the name of science!, as he is wont to do. among many other things, Jim studies the effects of drugs and other organic compounds on sharks and rays. for this year's annual ichs/herps meeting in Montreal, he wanted... a Zoloft shark.



funny guy, Jim.
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[ t h e _ r e d ] - for Phil Rossi's "Crescent"

i am a seriously enthusiastic supporter of podcast fiction. last summer in Tokyo, i often spent 14 hours a day at a lab bench. my iPod was my best friend, and i discovered some amazing, free podcast novels by the likes of Scott Sigler, J.C. Hutchins, Phil Rossi, and many others. i'd be all too happy to talk your ear off about anthology sites as well, if you're interested.

Rossi's "Crescent" is probably my favorite, combining seriously screwed-up and addictive scifi/horror with the best, creepiest audio engineering in the field. Phil is an all-around nice guy (as are many of this first gen of podcast authors), so i sketched up a "bourbon-fueled quick shot" of one of his story's protagonists, Ina, and something nasty she brings on board the station. i highly recommend checking out "Crescent" - it's excellent, free, and Phil's gearing up to start publishing some new fiction next month after a long hiatus.

can't wait, Phil.

here's some of Phil's feedback on the sketch.

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[ r a v e n ]

Raven. maybe that's her name. maybe not.
maybe she doesn't exist.

click all thumbnails to enlarge them in a new window.
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Deep breath now...

so. friends, patrons, ne'erdowells. it has been a while.

the proud, questionable blog-chain of some years was interrupted most suddenly and unequivocally by the advent of grad school and - more importantly - responsibility and public exposure. it would not do for my students to stumble upon explicit evidence of my misdeeds or those of the Crewe (membership since brutally revoked from all but two souls). the Japan blog, Gaijin Apocalypse, and its accompanying photo page were an experiment in responsible blog stewardship. unlike previous forays, that one did not land me in hot water (...thus far). this gave me hope.

here i inaugurate a new run and invite you into the murk. this run is novel in that it may primarily host my random sketches - an outlet again available now that the dread beast Prelims is laid to rest in several messy, charnel pits. indeed, it was reviewing the old archives from my senior year in Texas that helped give me the confidence and strength to conquer that loathsome trial.

we shall see where this goes.

welcome.
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