Good morning — I should be promoting my new book, but the man flu/phlegm ebola is back and I’m teaching a full time class. Actually, two classes today, as I’m also substituting for the painting teacher. “That canvas needs more sneeze — let me help you with that”…
So apparently I was offended by a crappy song last year and wrote a negative comment on Grooveshark. Ten months pass, nobody notices, I forgot about it; until yesterday another user felt called upon to correct me:
That’s right, “not everything that is against the gays is homophobic”. That’s an amazing display of logic that would also extend to “not everything that is green is a mixture of blue and yellow”. But hey, let’s play a game, it’s called “proving you factually wrong”:
Homophobia encompasses a range of negative attitudes and feelings toward homosexuality or people who are identified or perceived as being lesbian, gay, bisexual or transgender (LGBT).
homophobia noun ho·mo·pho·bia \ˌhō-mə-ˈfō-bē-ə\
Definition of HOMOPHOBIA
: irrational fear of, aversion to, or discrimination against homosexuality or homosexuals
noun 1. unreasoning fear of or antipathy toward homosexuals and homosexuality.
— Dictionary dot com (and don’t be fooled by the figure 1, there is no alternative definition)
So, the nuance in “everything against gays” vs homophobia is…?
The defense rests.
The four phases of messaging evolution on the BuddyCloud blog
Sat on the granite steps outside art school, not a cloud in the air. A crow caws, a gentler bird tweets. Had the year’s first fisticuffs with the year’s first bee.
Still no sign of that damn courier.
The guy in the opposite seat shakes open his ad-financed newspaper, sternly locking eyes with everybody in the compartment, signifying that his is a discerning news consumption to be acknowledged with a respectful silence.
A student in her twenties leans over the aisle to another, not strikingly unlike herself: “Did you read for today’s lecture?” The other shakes her head, almost surprised, and they giggle together at their shared naughtiness, not strikingly unlike asinine laziness. Note: I was the same, and look at me now.
A man before me in line for escaping the train: Wearing his hair in a ponytail as slim as a pencil, hanging down a neck the width of my torso. It is monumental, that neck, and rendered mountainous in juxtaposition with the thinning strands of hair.
3. That woman and I got our tickets for the Bohren & the Club of Gore midnight rite next Friday (the concert should be great in itself, but anything involving her makes my day, every day)
2. Reading Eisenstein’s writings on film montage, and finding that they translate rather exactly into my thoughts on comics montage. If I read the particularly gnarly Danish translation right, that is — but great, formalist, communist minds tend to think alike, so I prefer to think so.
1. The advance copy of When the last story is told arrives by courier today…!
I’m a firm believer in constraints as an inspirational assistance, and so I started a new sketchbook by pasting found paper scraps on all righthand pages. The scraps are more or less aligned to a comic strip grid of two or three even-sized panels (included here as an optional add-on for others who might want to use the sketchbook for comics). Having pasted it all up,I decided to scan the book for others to build/sketch on, and here we are.
Yikes, a week without updates — I’m teaching this month, is why, so a lot of energy goes into my comics class. Besides, I’ve been upgraded from my regular 8hrs/week course to a 17hr one (and going full time for the last week) so my regular curriculum is almost milked dry already. It’s equally inspiring and exhausting, but my students are tipping the scales toward the former.
We’re working on a recurring weekly production schedule, and the students ended their first week by publishing individual minicomics. When we reach the end of the course right before easter, they should have 70+ books made between them.
Since comics as well as zine press are new areas to most of them, it was a make or break assignment, and I’m thrilled that we wound up on Friday with 13 finished booklets of 16 possible, plus two students presenting print ready original work. Not bad for a week’s work!
The books were mostly made on the theme “women” to coincide with int’l women’s day today. Compared to the Swedish comics scene that I’m used to, I was surprised that my mainly Danish, female dominated class didn’t jump at the chance to do full-on, feminist works. A few were decidedly uninspired by the theme, and I guess that shows on what side of the cultural gap I’ve fallen after eight(!) years in Sweden. We’ll see how next week’s theme sits with the class…
I had hoped to do detailed, daily lecture notes, but at this point that means catching up a full week’s worth of teaching. If there is time before class tomorrow I’ll do a blog catch-up, bumper version