(Intermittent Transmission of a Wandering Mind)
-Logue
This is where dispatches from my ongoing peculiarities will appear.
Updates, artwork, mild revelations, and the occasional useful scrap. A space for thoughts to stretch, stammer, or shimmer. Expect stories, sketches, reflections, and the occasional something that isn’t quite sure what it is yet. Frequency may vary. Clarity is not guaranteed. Proceed gently. Do not tap the glass. The specimens may be watching you too.
Nobody Walks to L.A.
I’m a little late on doing this post, that is, I really should have written about this over a week ago. That being said, I’ll just get into the meat of it.
For those of you who know me, or have been following me in any of my various forms of social media outlets (blog, Facebook, screaming out of my studio window into a megaphone made from luncheon meats stitched together), you might recall a drawing I was fortunate enough to do for an ongoing online project known as Sketch Theatre.
A quick recap for those who are giving me that blank stare that I’m all too familiar with: I did a drawing for Sketch Theatre. That’s about the quickest recap I can do.
A little more in depth: Sketch Theatre best describes what they’re about in the Mission Statement, but the process is this: they film artists from various fields drawing and use the footage to make a short film of the process.
Its fairly genius actually, and completely surprising to me that it hadn’t been done before, at least, not to the success that Sketch Theatre is doing it.
Like I said, a little over a year ago I was extremely lucky to become a part of this, and had traveled to L.A. to have my own drawing filmed.
The reason I’m bringing all of this up is because of the fact that I’ll be travelling back to L.A. in just a weeks time to join the Sketch Theatre Crew and many of the artists who have participated for the release of the first Sketch Theatre Book:
Needless to say, I’m excited to be a part of this, and there is no words to describe how amazing it is to be listed among such other artists that I’ve admired.
So, if you are reading this and have the ability to attend at all, please do! It’s looking to be a great event.
I’ll post more info on where and how to get a copy of the book when I learn it at a later date, for those of you who can’t attend.
Hope to see you there!
Insert Silly Title Here:________________
CRUMBLY NEVERTHELESS RELEASE
AVAILABLE HERE
Taking a year longer than I had anticipated, not only am I happy to say that this book is finally available, I’m downright relieved! This assembles the entire collection of crumbly nevertheless drawings done over a few year period.
Several people have expressed interest in acquiring a signed copy of the book upon it’s release. I have seriously considered the best way to have this happen, and unfortunately, an actual signed copy just isn’t feasible. The books themselves do not come through me, but straight from where they are printed. In order to get a signed copy, the book would have to be sent to myself first, taking twice as long for you to get your copy, and costing twice as much in shipping, yada yada yada.
So, the best solution that I could come up with is this:
I have a number of printed title pages from the book. If you are interested in a signed copy, send me a copy of your receipt (it doesn’t contain any financial info, just proof of sale and a shipping address) and I’ll send to you a personally signed title page with an original sketch or drawing or doodle.
If you are still interested in an official signed copy, message me and I’m sure we can work something out.
Thanks to everyone for the support on this project and the patience to see it come to light. I hope that the book is enjoyed as much as I enjoyed drawing everything within it!
What started out as doodles, for artist and writer S. Fisher Williams, evolved into a few years worth of drawings exploring techniques of an unconventional drawing tool for fine art, the ballpoint pen; as well as an exploration into an imaginary world of dark humor, the tragically cute an untold fables.
A Case for End Credit Theme Songs…
Now, I want you all to bear in mind that as I write these words, my stomach is trying to kill me. I’m not saying that my stomach is a little upset and is sitting in defiance with it’s arms crossed at the bottom of my torso, no…I’m saying that at some point it acquired a gun and a saber and a pirate’s voice and we are in the process of dueling until one or both of us are mortally wounded, and then the end credits start rolling to a crap song written by the director’s nephew.
This really has nothing to do with the original intent of this post, it’s just that I sometimes have trouble thinking of intros along side the fact that I’ve always felt my readers lack a basic exposure to Pirate Stomach Battle Films necessary to fully enjoy the intro I just wrote……why are you looking at me like that?
In any case, going back to the original intent of this update, which was to give you all a quick update on some goings on, the first being the state of my website. Some of you might have already seen, the website is currently in a sort of limbo state.
The reason for this is because I have switched between web hosts (which some of you know can take a little bit of time for the name servers to propagate and files to then be moved); But I’ve also decided that the site needs a complete overhauling. So, I hope to acquaint you all soon with a new updated version that is a bit more streamlined and makes a bit more sense.
And just a quick mention of a few things I ‘ve already told you, but you might have forgotten when faced with the horror that is Pirate Stomach Battle Films:
● My CafePress Store has been made a “pro account”, meaning that there will be more things offered on a regular basis…
● There have been more prints added to my ImageKind Store, and again, more to come, hopefully on a regular basis as well…
● “Ϣ” is a really cool looking character that I wish I had more of a reason to use…
…..and lastly, I have officially killed off the Crumbly Nevertheless Blog, doing so for a few reasons: First, there hasn’t been any reason for me to keep up with new updates seeing as I ended the drawing series over a year ago; Second, the impending FINAL version of the Crumbly Nevertheless Book is at press, and while I’m aware I’ve threatened this before and might be jinxing the whole project by even merely mentioning it here while I await the proof copy that is to be mailed to me, I’m still finding myself optimistic enough to announce that it WILL be soon available (god willing) and better represents the series than the blog.
Plus, I didn’t completely kill off the blog without leaving a trace. All of the posts were incorporated into this here blog, before the final blow was dealt and the shallow grave was filled.
Of course, there will be more on the book as soon as the proof copy arrives and (again, god willing) is approved.
Am I forgetting any updates that you should know? Probably. But if so, I blame the blood loss as a result of the Pirate Stomach Battle from earlier. Seems I’m losing the fight. It also seems that I sometimes have problems with conclusions to these posts……and then the End Credits roll.
A Tragedy in the Form of Promised Things…
While many of these things I’ve threatened might never see the light of day, for reasons ranging from being impractical, not having the time or being illegal in most or all States, I am happy to report to you dear readers that I have finally made good on one of these long-time threats, that is, actually making a Pro account of my Café Press Store in order to offer more than one of any given thing. And while this might not be as exciting news as, say, reading about a man made of luncheon meats being torn asunder in the city streets by countless birds while a bus of horrified onlookers slowly start to feel a wave of relief, it…..well, it……let’s just move on.
So, in christening the new store (or the promise of the new store, as there is still a lot of formatting and additions to be made as I write this) I have added a few new items, as can be seen below.



The coffee mug pictured above is entitled “Winter Scene” and was especially draw for drinking out of….whatever that means. No, actually, it means that this image will only come in mug form….at least for now.
I am in the process of designing many more mugs, and can pretty much predict that down the road, coffee mugs will dominate this store as they are quick and easy items that are made to hold one of my favorite things on this planet.

While I can’t say this bumper sticker is very artistic, I will say that it goes with my philosophy of nonsense…I can also say that there will be many more, just for the fun of it all.
Like I said, right now the store is rough and in it’s settling stages. There are just random items on the storefront that I’ll need to put in sections or do away with altogether. I’m also hoping to add at least one product per week, give or take…and some most likely will be sillier than others.
So check the store often, at least to see some artwork that I’ll not post anywhere else. And of course I’ll be posting updates of such things here.
Planting a Garden of Fridays…
So here’s the thick of it": Twitter can suck my balls! (how’s THAT for an opening line Mr. Zubrick, my 7th grade Social Studies teacher?) Actually, no. I didn’t mean that…as I have become somewhat addicted to Twitter lately, and have to admit that it shoulders a bit of the blame for my absence from this blog (not to mention actual human contact and conversation).
If blogging were a drug, then Twitter would be the equivalent of a one-hitter, or a speed bump; just enough rounds of quick fixes that can keep one sustained and believing that they are acting perfectly normal in public, when in reality they are arguing about toast-crumb rights with an abandoned soiled shirt on a park bench….and I suppose that would make this very blog the equivalent of nodding off in a back alley with twelve needles in your arm while a family of rats wait patiently in the shadows for the sun to finish setting so they can eat your face and feet off, and then you soil yourself….but I’m kind of getting away from the point.
The reason that I brought up Twitter at all was so that I could explain where the idea for the subject of this post came from. One of the trends that I have found myself getting caught up in on Twitter is what’s called Follow Friday, or simply tagged #FF, and it’s a easy enough idea, basically that of suggesting to others who to follow.
I have discovered some cool artists and illustrators, writers and thinkers and a few trouble makers through this process.
In my attempts to return to the world of blog writing, I thought it a good idea to try to emulate the Follow Friday posts here. So, that’s exactly what I’m attempting to start with this post, and will continue to do so on a relatively loose weekly basis. I will try to bring at least one person or website or what have you every week with a short explanation of “why” or at least a description.
To start the whole process off, this week I introduce you to two other blogs I find myself always looking forward to reading new posts from…
http://shewalkssoftly.com/
Maintained by Dana (no last name given) who describes herself as an arts, culture, literature, technology, science and media geek. SheWalksSoftly has been a go-to blog for me for a few years now. We seem to share the same tastes in a great many things, and she seems to discover them online before I do…so, for that reason, I tend to discover them through her and her blog…..and for that, I am grateful.
http://organicmeatbag.blogspot.com/
Simply put: Billy Donald is both my friend and my arch nemesis, and I have designs to destroy him, I cannot mention him or his blog here without first stating that all important fact. That being said, Billy has amassed quite a following since starting (restarting, again & again) his blog, and with very good reason; His blog is hilarious and very well written! I liken Billy to social critics such as George Carlin for this reason: underneath the humor is a foundation of high intelligence that is so subtle it could often go unnoticed, but without it the argument would collapse….if that makes any sense. In any case, I still plan to destroy him.
To both I offer the newly created and soon to be highly sought after Zombiespoon Manifesto “Head on a Stick Award!” to take or leave as they see fit…but at least to know that it was offered. (blog awards are such silly things you’d think I’d have created one long ago)