Artwork & Postcards

How the fight went

Since you missed it, here's how the fight went. I started it off with some punch combos that left him without any memory of summer camp, 1987. He kicked me so hard that for a second, I thought my parents were proud of me. I flew up into the air, yelled so loud that three neighborhood dogs died of fright, then kicked three entire trees at him. One was evergreen, one grew inedible cherries and I forget the third because he deflected it with such force that history was rewritten and I only threw 2 trees. I'm the only one who remembers 3 trees. Do you know how that makes me feel?
A postcard from April 2011

Since you missed it, here’s how the fight went. I started it off with some punch combos that left him without any memory of summer camp, 1987. He kicked me so hard that for a second, I thought my parents were proud of me. I flew up into the air, yelled so loud that three neighborhood dogs died of fright, then kicked three entire trees at him. One was evergreen, one grew inedible cherries and I forget the third because he deflected it with such force that history was rewritten and I only threw 2 trees. I’m the only one who remembers 3 trees. Do you know how that makes me feel?

Darkness Below the Ice

A postcard of an old poster that reads Energy Food MILK FOR WARMTH
Handwritten text for "Darkness Below the Ice: a unique solo RPG of polar survival" on the back of a postcard

A Darkness Beneath the Ice is a terrible RPG I improvised as I wrote while drinking beer in the Ocean View brewery in Albany, CA. It was inspired by Dan Simmons’ THE TERROR as well as the front of the postcard I was scribbling on.

What I didn’t expect was that a stranger on Twitter would take the time to program this game into being using Python, but when @mypantsaretorn pinged me to let me know the “meta is broken” I found that my terrible game idea was now something that could be compiled and played… whether it warranted the effort or not.

Didn’t expect that at all.

OBSOLETE

From 2011:  At an artistic retreat with good friends, I came up with the project documented here. I had a stack of multicolored disks that were never going to be used for anything, so I thought it might be fun to label them with contents that would be irresistible to anyone who found them.

The ideal for this project would have been to next glue these disks in public spaces so that the content would be doubly unavailable: on a dead format and secured in place. But it’s not in my nature, so here’s the next best thing: images online.

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