Saturday, March 08, 2025

My art over time

 October marks the 20th Year of Jack Vaughan's
Moon Traveller Herald Blog.
Featuring here some drawings from the site.


I could imagine this might be incidental art for a podcast.


Attemmpt at a daily comic. Middle panel shows me as I picture myself in my office.

Mitt Romney drawn via Etchesketch.
Helping foreigners in the Dallas Airport, I reimagined the Boarding Pass.


Ed Bride garnered me the works of MoonDog. I made a cover for the cassette.


Gifs provide Animation for Everyone. In these days I would have to do the coding.

In the wake of 911 things changed. I tried to work with charcoal pens.


This actually predates the World Wide Web. It imagines JP Morgan visiting Egypt.


I was remembering Soulville Record Store in Racine. Jack and Norman had the Keys to the Kingdom.


Also in Racine, the Journal Times truck would drop off the papers and Timmy Egan would fold them to throw. He'd let me ride my bike along with him on his route. Distribution of News circa 1957.

Imagined Bob Dylan as a ball player. Alternative cover for Modern Times.


In mid-Winter we headed down to Provincetown led by Party Hearty Evangelist Paul M. On the way back we stopped for Coca Cola in front of the Pilgrim Nuclear Power Plant in Plymouth where Cecelia took a picture.


BU Mugar Library days. Imagining a Capitalist Investor.

Paul DeMark let me make a poster for his Rockhouse band in Eureka. The dancers are in the throes of abstraction!








Blue and Red. Birds with words. You can download a PDF of the whole book here.


This fell out and was found when we closed the old Hingham homehouse. My sister loved the Celtics. I think she got the same kick out of Suffering Coach Tommy Heinsohn that she got out of Edgar Kennedy as Cop in 3 Stooges.


Is it unfair to use tracing paper? I think so. But here is Memphis Minnie. My ode to Minnie may or may not appear in my upcoming poetry book. But one for sure in that is Fragmentary Ida. Which is really Minnie.



Mixed media made me do it. You have this colored shiny paper. Got to cut it. This is a Slim Whitman cameo in If Mars Invades Us, the great Tim Burton movie where Slim's Sounds Save the World.


Imagined: Dr Shroud is a mix of Mr Wizard and Commando Cody. Here he is in the laboratory working on mosquito repellent - very important in Wisconsin.


Dr Shroud in the antechamber to the Great Work Room.


Syria's Assad had pictures of hisself and father all over the landscape. Here shown is veiled woman walking past a Orewellian Placard.


Elmore James, great harmonics innovator of the Blues.


 I am Shroud here. On the Last Red Line going South. Behind me is Fred, a 2nd shift postal worker I met on these nightly commutes. He read The Anvil of Civilization.

Dr Shroud at the farm of Query Servers. Distributed Data Processing has been very good to me.


Harold Pinter went after George Bush with a Vengeance. He had to receive his Nobel on the closed circuit TV, cause he was deep in the cancer. Like some other things here, I saw this in the newspaper.

 
Me as Young Shroud. In my room. Listening to the Radio.










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