Home
sweet home
Last night I got back after a week and a half in Minnesota. The
Minnesota trip was a big success, but there's nothing like coming
home again. The smell of my apartment when the door opens. Mmmm,
my-stuff-smell. Knowing where everything is. DSL. By far the best
thing is being back in my bed with the best bedding in the world.
Waking up in the morning and squirming/stretching in my own blankets
to the sound of my alarm with my sunlight coming through my windows.
S'wonderful.
posted on 7/30/2002 10:50:49 AM
Sunday,
July 28, 2002
Thinking
is good.
All in all, Scott
McCloud's class at MCAD
was fan-fuckin'-tastic. Very
well-spent week. We started off each of the five days with lectures
- which were my favorite
part of the class. And how often do you say that? They were roughly
90 minutes and the rest of the days were rounds of work and critique.
The first three days we worked quickly on very specific aspects
of comics. That was my favorite part. (When I get home, I'll scan
and post the thing I drew that totally cracked my shit up - a crab
with a black eye.) On Thursday and Friday we had a longer sustained
project the was inspired by a prop that someone else brought in.
I told myself that I had to draw in a more realistic style, instead
on leaning on the iconic style that I adore. And no laptop. But
I lost interest in my story and begrudgingly worked on it. The assignment/ideal
was to work was to finish two
pages by Friday afternoon. Those who did, basically worked all Thursday
night. Not a criticism at all, just a choice. I chose to visit family,
color my sis's hair Thursday night and not get too uptight about
the deadline. During Friday morning's lecture, I found myself lapsing
into "How the hell am I going to finish my pages" thoughts. I figured
that it was more important that I enjoy that last day, pick Scott's
brain a little, talk to the folks I liked and enjoy myself.
And
I did.
Even
though my portfolio had next to nothing to do with comics (although
it had loads to do with words and text), I asked Scott to take
a look at it. Before the class, I had it in my mind, that if I
were going to draw comics, I was going to draw comics.
I had this built up in my head as a Herculean task - thus no comics.
Must draw comics. Must be epics. Then on day one, Scott mentioned
microcomics. And I thought, "yeah...microcomics." So, I
formatted my last assignment as a microcomic. But I was still
stuck in the print paradigm, when it came to comics for myself.
Scott was very enthused about a page in my portfolio that was
an electronically drawn "Everyman" character. He said, "This has
to be a webcomic." Which made a lot of sense in itself, and a
lot more sense to me. I think I could make some kick ass hand-drawn
microcomics, but they would be much more laborious and less enjoyable,
than making computer-drawn web comics that I'd have a lot more
fun with and feel like less of a chore. Besides, I could get the
ideas out much more clearly and quickly.
That
was a good change in my brain and well worth the price of admission.
And if that weren't enough, Scott showed me When
I Was King by Demian 5. Way cool - you must go.
So,
after my August of a print edition of 150 (oof.) for a
killer print portfolio of 50 artists around the topic of Pandora's
box, I think I'll sit down and try McCloud's 24
Hour Comic challenge. Get that webcomic ball rolling!
Agerbecks
in Cyberspace
My sister, Burgundy Agerbeck, was very disappointed to see that
she only comes up once on the web - in this blog awhile back.
So, I'd like to say now that Burgundy Agerbeck was a very lovely
host and sister to me this week in Minneapolis. I had a great
time. Especially visiting critters at the Humane Society and even
trying on bridesmaid's dresses (we finalized the decision! Hooray!).
Now
Burgundy Agerbeck will come up twice.
Enjoy,
Burgundy!
(love,
Brandy.)
Posted on 7/28/2002 11:39:08 AM
Tuesday,
July 23, 2002
Class
I'm now in Scott McCloud's "Comics: Theory and Practice" class at
the Minneapolis College of Art and Design. Without saying anything
too disparaging after day 1, I'll say that Scott McCloud is fantastic
and I'm sooooooo glad I didn't
go to art school.
Amtrak
I took Amtrak out here. It was another scenic ride. I think the
Amtrak employees have finally given up their will to fight. Chipperness
has been replaced with apathy.
But one of the things I love about humanity is totally unsolicited,
possibly unreturned greetings. Like folks who wave at the Amtrak
train zooming past them while they stand in a rural field. Or
folks on Chicago bridges who wave to people on the sightseeing
boats on the Chicago river, and vice versa.
Posted on 7/23/2002 09:02:38 AM
Wednesday,
July 17, 2002
Blargh.
Marathon day in front of the computer. Kicking ass, taking names,
betting lots of work done in preparation for a week and a half in
Minnesota for a class, cabin-going and visiting. Back hurts but
brain is happy.
Posted on 7/17/2002 11:29:47 PM
Saturday,
July 13, 2002
The
switch is on
In the middle of an ISP switch. Switching from the lovely Ames,
IA Llamacom to big national Hostway. Didn't have any probs with
Llamacom, made the switch to get into eCommerce land. After the
switch, next step is learning Miva Merchant and kicking some online
store a$$.
posted on 7/13/2002 12:50:04 PM
Monday,
July 08, 2002
For
Your Information
Yep, the homepage still thinks it's June. I'm in the process of
switching web hosts (in preparation for the online store), so please
be patient with any whackiness.
Posted on 7/8/2002 11:04:35 AM
Friday,
July 05, 2002
Happy
Second Anniversary Blog
Woohoo two years blogging! Thanks, Blogger.
"Trash
is a failure of imagination."
- Neil Benson, craftsman and artist, Philadelphia, PA
Just
saw this man featured on HGTV's Carol Duvall show - very snazzy
stuff. I've got to agree with him. There are several lifetimes
in any object or material.
My
dad totally understood this. A highlight of his backyard (it was
definitely his backyard, not ours, with all the time and creation
he put it in) was a bell. He hung a old rusty iron crucible from
a tree (or the pagoda?) and next to it he hung from rope a big
rubber stopper about the size of a cantaloupe. If you hit the
crucible with the rubber stopper it emitted a wonderful pong.
But
here's my all-time favorite creation of my dad's:
My
dad was a greasemonkey, collecting old Mopars, among many other
things. He'd go to one particular junkyard twice a week - Wednesday
evenings and Saturdays. He was always bringing' back the the weirdest
shit left in people's trunks. That's a whole other story.
I
grew up in Minnesota, and I think my dad maybe went ice fishing
once or twice a year. Still, he had two icehouses. (For those
not familiar, it's a little house you put out on the ice to protect
you from the cold as you wait for fish to bite.) I guess both
were deals he couldn't refuse. One acted like another shed in
the yard, one was smaller and snazzier. Just enough room for two
people to fit it in. Aluminum siding on the outside. I knew that
he had the thing, but didn't give it much thought. One day he
called me down from my room.
My
dad yelling, "Brandy come here!" Had a myriad of possible outcomes,
often unpleasant. This time was a lovely exception.
I
came out to the backyard, and he gave me a tour of the icehouse.
There was a framed pinup, tasteful old school one of the 1950's.
A little drop leaf table. under a window. On the opposite wall
- let me explain that this space was all told about 4' wide and
9' long - was a sight to behold. Dad had been collecting a spectrum
of shag carpeting from old custom vans over the last few months.
On that wall he created a landscape in in-laid shag carpeting.
In-fuckin'-credible. We're talking a sunset over a lake. Big golden
yellow sun hitting the water. Rippled reflection of the sun in
a darker orange on the water. Pine Trees. Inlaid shag carpeting.
In-fuckin'-credible.
I
rue the fact that I never got a photo of it.
Posted on 7/5/2002 01:50:14 PM
Just
saw The Bourne Identity. I was eagerly awaiting it, and it totally
worked on me. I could watch Franke Potente all day.
NOT
a plea for help
My strangest combination of items in the express line to date:
1. "Less-Drowsy" Dramamine
2. Refill bottle of blue window cleaner
3. 46 oz. can of tomato juice.
Posted on 7/3/2002 08:50:29 PM
European
Daydreaming
For those not in the know - After a decade of running my own company,
I'll be taking a year-long sabbatical traveling around Europe
in 2006. So, yes, it's a ways off, but it gives me time to save
money, learn
lots, brush up on language
skills . An unexpected benefit is keeping my buying
and possession in perspective, buying things that will last the
next 4 years, not buying stuff that'll just go into storage for
the year. And I'm also psyched about living out of a backpack.
I love to travel, and always pack light so it's fun to think about
those logistics.
The
one thing that's taking up a lot of mental energy is how much
technology I'll be taking with my. I'm thinking I'll be taking
a digital camera, PDA, MP3 player and a laptop. The first 3 will
be tiny. The last may very well be in the next 4 years. Since
I'll be taking loads of digital photos and I intend to record
the year on eurobrandy.com, the laptop feels like a nonnegotiable.
Yes, cybercafes
are great if you're checking email, but I'll need more than that.
So, I've gotta stop thinking about the friggin' laptop. Lord knows
that I can't speculate what these things will look like, what
they'll way and how they'll operate in 4 years.
Consumerism
Yesterday, I splurged. Money is starting to come in after a painfully
slow winter and spring. So, I bought two things I've been deliberating
over for quite some time: 1) New Birkenstocks.
My senior year of high school, I was determined to get a pair
of Birkenstocks. Maybe had something to do with being accepting
into Grinnell
early admission. :^) Off to the department store. I wanted a pair
of Milanos
in black. They only had brown. I was too impatient to hunt down
a black pair, if they even had that style in that color. Dug the
birks but always had this lingering annoyance about the browness.
I'm a gray/black neutrals girl, not a brown/tan one; and I'm obsessed
with matching. So, after a decade of the birks, it was time to
retire them.
Off to Nordstroms.
Great service and in fifteen minutes I owned a black pair of the
Arizona
style. Diggin' the lack of heel strap. Lovin' the black suede
and the black buckles. Not so keen on breaking them in, but so
it goes. And as the salesman said to me on my way out, "I hope
those last you another decade!"
2)
Eagle Creek Pack-It
Cubes . Fundamentally, I think you can do a great job packing
with good old ziplock backs, but I've been eyeing these for awhile.
They are a simple premise - Lightweight, nylon zippered compartments
in 3 sizes. Each of the sizes are the same depth and they are
sized to fit nicely with each other. And they come in different
colors, so you could color code them. I came across The
Container Store's listing of the cubes. Fewer colors offered,
but 25% off! So, in the gawdawful heat I made my way to my local
container store. Let myself totally geek out and look at everything.
Met a lovely woman in the travel aisle who was outfitting herself
with the perfect toiletry kit. Since I have the one myself, I
shared my ideas and enthusiasm. Got a computer bag, 2 cubes, 2
half-cubes, 2 quarter cubes all in matching black plus a couple
odds and ends. For a lovely low total of $115.