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@eriqgnelson
I've been coloring @bampirevat line work in a couple different styles and learning more of how to accentuate certain aspects of a figure. I think I might do a dozen more over the next few weeks, I've been really enjoying the process.
Tiny Autumn God.
Tiny Autumn God in process.
For years people have wondered at the Mysterious Missing Link between Owl and Beaver. Behold its chimeric Glory.
Doodlin'
YES, SCURVY! My newest comic, a collaborative treatise with Eriq Nelson on the history of this horrible nautical plague, is now live on Medium. I’ve been slaving over this one for a while, so it feels damn good to finally have it out in the world. Go read it, won’t you?
(Also there’s a Napoleonic Capybara in there. Just sayin’.)
Come read what research hath wrought! This comic will appear in color as part of the Baggywrinkles Collection which will likely be finished February 2016. I’m so excited to see the final inks on this comic! Lucy is such a massively skilled cartoonist and incredibly rad to work with. I am utterly bowled over that she managed to stuff a history as vast and horrid as scurvy into a comic that’s not only snappy, but fun. I mean...... how do you make lesions fun? Leave it to Bellwood. Best Bellwood. Go forth and Read.
Cheeseburger Feelings
Selfie.
Sketchbook: Grace Jones
Wizardly Rain Gear
Captain Capybara Nelson, Summer Campaign, Corsica, May, 1778
All Hail The Matriarchs
Hello The Internet. I thought today is a good day to post a speech I made at my Mom’s wedding a few years ago. In Washington DC the Religious Freedom And Civil Marriage Equality Amendment Act 2009 was passed on October 6, 2009. This allowed my parents to get married after a lifetime of love. Still, in Virginia where they live, their marriage was not recognized until July 28, 2014 because some people are bigoted assholes. Today there are thousands of families just like mine who can feel the joy of light for the first time after so many years of fear and darkness. Ten thousand blessings on you and your family. I love you all.
Image: Art from my Mom to Nome from when they were first dating.
Many times I’m asked about my parents. Evidently many people find my family weird. It is. All the best families are.
Weird is a relative term. In my case, I’m related directly to the weird. Not weird in a bad way. Unusual. Out of the norm. The norm, sadly, has been people locked into mutual contempt and the apathetic stranglehold of false commitments. It brings me great joy to think this declines in the world as we grow as a society.
As long as Mom and Nome have been together, I have never seen a trace of that apathy. They flirt like 20 year olds in a bar and take simple pleasure in each others company. They make me jealous. Extremely so. They also give me hope. Hope that one day I can find a partner that will share the richness of long association and mutual love.
So many of my friends growing up labored in broken households and cold, lifeless families. Ours has never been that way and it is not an accident. It is the direct result of the commitment before you, in these two people. Not a commitment to simply be together or share space in a house, but to share in living and engage each other in the art of it. It is every day a choice to remain and every day is as new as the dawn.
I have never considered their love to be anything other than a shining example of human potential and if anyone thinks that they should not be married legally; they are my enemy and I will destroy them. As Ani Difranco said “The personal and the political are of one realm; to separate them is artificial.” I have never felt so strongly about anything in my life and it thrills me beyond reckoning to see this day come. For years we lived in fear of an unjust system and its archaic and pathological notions of family. This day has passed us by and so we sing.
In my past I have offered my humble observations and inherited wisdom to couples starting off on this path. Most of this has come from watching my parents live, and listening closely when they speak. So instead I’d like to share with you beautiful people a bit of what’s rubbed off on me.
Recognize a stupid argument and let it pass.
Listen. Do not wait for your chance to speak.
Laugh as often as possible.
Love wildly, everything and everyone around you without prejudice.
Everything bad in the world is made better with a cup of tea.
Home is a respite from the wilderness of the world, keep it sacred.
My parents have affected me in ways I cannot find words for. Because it is not a thing made of words. It is made of action, a hug and an open ear. It is hard work. It is infinite patience and compassion. It is a gift without measure. It is the light of my parents reflected in my open eyes.
Eriq Nelson October 10, 2010, 8:10 PM
Sketchbook: The View From Lunch
Sketchbook: Doorway into Sun.
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