here’s a portrait of Andre Aciman, novelist responsible for Call Me By Your Name, for a sweet Q&A on love and happy endings up on Gotham Magazine.

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here’s a portrait of Andre Aciman, novelist responsible for Call Me By Your Name, for a sweet Q&A on love and happy endings up on Gotham Magazine.
howl at the sea
ya boy has a piece up on Munchies today and it is accompanying an essay by Mayukh Sen about being romanced by an older man who seduced him with homemade nut cheese (I know). read it here!
it’s That Time Again.
Previously: 2017 | 2016 | 2015
Further reference: Town Called Malice | an entertainingly snotty article | a ton of Tarkovsky movies are running wild and free on the internet | my favorite song to dance to
happy birthday, klaus nomi.
the mushroom desert
happy birthday (well, yesterday) to nazi-hater and notable queer marlene dietrich.
first snowfall of the season.
Another infocomic for the Village Voice, this time about the (unsurprisingly) very bad GOP tax bill. Tombstones and extended boat metaphors abound.
Thank you to AD Ashley Smestad Vélez and editor Neil DeMause for direction and for making sure I didn’t fuck up US tax law explanations.
Did you know that healthcare in the US is a nightmare run by greedy hell-weasels who are unable to conceive of the humans whose health they are responsible for as deserving of affordable and reasonably good coverage? It is! I made a comic about it for the Village Voice.
Thanks to AD Ashley Smestad Vélez and writer/healthcare expert Nina Pearlman!
inktober day ??: s/o to the guy on the train who noticed me trying to peep the cover of the book he was reading, kindly flipped it up to reveal Pride & Prejudice, and then went back to reading it.
I’ve been rereading The Secret History. At the beginning of things, Richard goes for a walk with Charles and Camilla.
Oh no, it’s another road trip travelogue. At the beginning of August, my two best buds and I drove up to Montreal from New York and had an extremely charming time. Here are my notes, featuring narwhals, toilet plants, a garbage barge, a graveyard, several breakfasts, Leonard Cohen, Librairie Drawn & Quarterly, “luxury rubbish,” Blink-182 (Syd wanted to note that we all sang along), dirt bowls, nickel-sized hail, and disco water. Please forgive my awful French.
See also: driving down California One
rust belt to rat city
personal toolset, not entirely to scale and not in any particular order:
rosemary, kitchen knife, nib pen, pencil, watercolor brush, other watercolor brush, sumi bamboo brush, wooden spoon, eraser
candle, black ink, white gouache, brown ink, iridescent gold ink, sandalwood oil, balsamic vinegar, a matchbook from the Mermaid Inn.
Personal style inventory, spring 2017. Playing catch, bringing home the forest, dressing like an extra in a Jim Jarmusch movie.
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