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The Orange Spider

The Orange Spider

I once met Louise Bourgeois.  She was a marvelous, elfin, dirty old French lady who made some of the most compelling sculpture and drawings of t...
The Oil Man

The Oil Man

On April 20th, the worst oil spill catastrophe in human history began.  Today this broken drill bit is still pumping 60,000 barrels of oil a day...
Pink Death

Pink Death

My pal, Penn Jillette, once owned a vehicle named Pink Death.  It was a Ford Bronco painted a color Penn invented called “Stripper Inner Labia P...
The Fish Man

The Fish Man

I like drawing fish almost as much as birds.  The big cartoony eyes and odd colors and shapes–they are a ton of fun.  As a kid, my friend’s  fat...
The Baby Devil

The Baby Devil

I always enjoy movies about evil children–The Omen, The Bad Seed, The Other and, of course, The Exorcist, featuring Linda Blair painting the loc...
The Top

The Top

When I was a young idiot and in a hurry to assert my masculinity, I made stupid remarks about gay people and indulged in the unfocused bigotry o...
The White Canary

The White Canary

I envisioned this superhero as a Japanese manga kind of hero; a woman superhero.  When I was in Japan, I’d notice that it was mostly men with th...
The Atomic King of Nothing

The Atomic King of Nothing

I grew up on comics.  The Sunday funnies, Marvel Comics, Mad Magazine, you name it.  I was enthralled with the grotesques and rogues who populat...
The Acrobat

The Acrobat

In the mid ’60s there was a marvelous impressionist and comic named Frank Gorshin whose biggest claim to fame was playing The Riddler on Batman,...
Jesus of Chicago

Jesus of Chicago

I just got back from Maine–Rockland, Maine.  One of those beautiful, bucolic towns that Edward Hopper, Robert Henri, and three generations of Wy...
Drawing for the Jazz Baroness

Drawing for the Jazz Baroness

She was born a Rothschild, an heiress of one of Europe’s great fortunes.  The Baroness Pannonica de Koenigswarter or “Nica” to her friends  in t...
The Bop Joint (The Doorman’s Dream)

The Bop Joint (The Doorman’s Dream)

When I was younger, for a few years there, I damn-near made a career out of being a doorman.  I worked strip joints, blues bars, nightclubs, bar...