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Not quite done, but what the hell, it’s David Bowie’s birthday. For the cover, I’m going to turn that pencil drawing into an engraved plate and intaglio print the covers.
India ink and watercolor on handmade paper, each page roughly 11 cm x 17 cm
Putting out the fire with gasoline.
Just wondering what will happen to this.
“Even if there was no such thing as alcohol, ” he said, “surely drunkenness would still exist, like Daffy Duck in Spanish.”
Hey Bartender
Karl Wirsum, Junior Messing with the Kid, 1968.
Not quite done, but what the hell, it’s David Bowie’s birthday. For the cover, I’m going to turn that pencil drawing into an engraved plate and intaglio print the covers.
India ink and watercolor on handmade paper, each page roughly 11 cm x 17 cm
Putting out the fire with gasoline.
Just wondering what will happen to this.
This was flagged
The Re-incarnation of Sonny Bono or, The Whale
All Your Past Lives Flashing Before Your Eyes Just Prior To Leaving The Womb or, The Wail
Napping in a Laz-Y-Boy on a Sunny Afternoon In Front of a TV Tuned To an Infomercial For a Cordless Vacuum Cleaner or, The While
Lapping up the Wet Sun when You’ve Had Too Much To Eat and #Dave is On The Boomerang Surfing To The Moon or, The Strawberry Wafer
Postpartum Mother Tongue Burying The Afterbirth in the Sandy Banks of The Iowa River Like a Turtle Laying Eggs or, The Whole
The Megaphone Has No Desire to Share The Conch or, The Weal
The Catatonics are Passing Out Free Breath Mints at The Mall While Terry Gilliam Films David Lynch Teaching Transcendental Meditation to a Janitor Applying for an NEA Grant or, The Wheel
The Cult of Personality Insulates The Shepherd and His Sheepdog From The Smell of Sheep Shit Except When They Step In It and Then It’s Best To Just Pretend Like It Never Happened or, The Wool
The Addition of Dog Videos To Any Post Is No Guarantee of The Popularity of A Post Unless You Are The Shepherd Showing The Sheep Your Sheepdog or, The Whelp
The Rare Eight Ounce Word Steak Trapped in The Heart of Dankness After Dave Goes CooCoo in the Jungle Room And Forgets Where He Left His Billfold or, The Wallet
After Finding a Nickel Up His Butt for the Wordsteak Dave Befriends Billy Joe Bob ‘n’ Buys A Twice As Nice Road Ramblin’ Rotocycle Risking Their Lives To Ride Into The Big Blue Sky or, Why Put That Mutt In The Sidecar?
Billy Joe Bob’s Barber Dispensing Free Advice With His Buzz Cuts, “Fly Straight, Die Hard, and Don’t Take Any Wooden Buttcrack Nickels or, The Wahl
Billy Joe Bob’s Barber Barters Butthole Nickels By Rolling Them Over More Times Than Your Watermellon Heads or Tails And Rubbed More Than The Buddha’s Big Belly Basted Blue With 5,000 Notes but Uncle Frank Offers Up Some Invaluable Lessons Whether Weather Weathers Me Wetter and Wetter or, Whether My Wetter Weather Comes From The Eyes Or My Panties
After 49 Days In The Grave This Strain Rises Again To Catch The Winter Nut As It Falls From The Tree
Both of us are followed by a shadow out of the past.
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MEANWHILE, BACK IN AFGHANISTAN….
The Re-incarnation of Sonny Bono or, The Whale
All Your Past Lives Flashing Before Your Eyes Just Prior To Leaving The Womb or, The Wail
Napping in a Laz-Y-Boy on a Sunny Afternoon In Front of a TV Tuned To an Infomercial For a Cordless Vacuum Cleaner or, The While
Lapping up the Wet Sun when You’ve Had Too Much To Eat and #Dave is On The Boomerang Surfing To The Moon or, The Strawberry Wafer
Postpartum Mother Tongue Burying The Afterbirth in the Sandy Banks of The Iowa River Like a Turtle Laying Eggs or, The Whole
The Megaphone Has No Desire to Share The Conch or, The Weal
The Catatonics are Passing Out Free Breath Mints at The Mall While Terry Gilliam Films David Lynch Teaching Transcendental Meditation to a Janitor Applying for an NEA Grant or, The Wheel
The Cult of Personality Insulates The Shepherd and His Sheepdog From The Smell of Sheep Shit Except When They Step In It and Then It’s Best To Just Pretend Like It Never Happened or, The Wool
The Addition of Dog Videos To Any Post Is No Guarantee of The Popularity of A Post Unless You Are The Shepherd Showing The Sheep Your Sheepdog or, The Whelp
The Rare Eight Ounce Word Steak Trapped in The Heart of Dankness After Dave Goes CooCoo in the Jungle Room And Forgets Where He Left His Billfold or, The Wallet
After Finding a Nickel Up His Butt for the Wordsteak Dave Befriends Billy Joe Bob ‘n’ Buys A Twice As Nice Road Ramblin’ Rotocycle Risking Their Lives To Ride Into The Big Blue Sky or, Why Put That Mutt In The Sidecar?
Billy Joe Bob’s Barber Dispensing Free Advice With His Buzz Cuts, “Fly Straight, Die Hard, and Don’t Take Any Wooden Buttcrack Nickels or, The Wahl
Billy Joe Bob’s Barber Barters Butthole Nickels By Rolling Them Over More Times Than Your Watermellon Heads or Tails And Rubbed More Than The Buddha’s Big Belly Basted Blue With 5,000 Notes but Uncle Frank Offers Up Some Invaluable Lessons Whether Weather Weathers Me Wetter and Wetter or, Whether My Wetter Weather Comes From The Eyes Or My Panties
After 49 Days In The Grave This Strain Rises Again To Catch The Winter Nut As It Falls From The Tree
Both of us are followed by a shadow out of the past.
testing
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I’ve been on Tumblr since 2010... almost 16,000 posts and reblogs, 53,000 likes. There’s no telling how many things I have flagged, this is just fucking ridiculous.
You can find me at my old blogspot, Zen Comix, or the instagram account I just opened,https://www.instagram.com/doog103
I’ll still check in here periodically to check messages, but I’m done here pretty much. -- Dave Dugan
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Apocalypse #8, 1988
Dear Students,
Here are some of your drawings from your visit to the Chazen Museum. Your assignment was to find twenty full bodied characters from sources as large as 8 feet tall sculptures to tiny figures on a coin, and to spend about 3 minutes drawing them with a non-photo blue or other color pencil on a 4x6 index card and then three to four minutes inking them in later, making sure to include a frame.
O! I love them so!
Prof Hantu
Tumblr is imploding, it was fun while it lasted.
I sold the originals of the Electric Mud comic last year at @chicagozinefest
It’s taken me a year to get around to redrawing/reworking originals in order to print copies for sale. These are scans of actual book pages, not scans of the originals. I’ll have 10 copies for sale at this years Chicago Zine Fest in a couple of weeks.
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