Over the years of making art, and they are becoming many, I've lost track of a shit ton of work. Some of it was purchased and now lives in someone's dwelling, some found their way into offices, others on album covers and t-shirts. I started going through old CD's, hoping to dig up old files... Continue Reading →
Rebirth takes many forms. Some are big and messy, some make you pause, and others go entirely unnoticed. One such event happened a while back thanks to some bitchin' sludge metal. I had the pleasure of being tasked with designing a t-shirt for the Bay Area group Brainoil. I came about this by one Mr.... Continue Reading →
For the last week or so, I've been pursuing some Future Time. Family, close ones, fishing, and art at the forefront. Some nice beers have been had along the way. Leaving the parts of the past that belong in the past, and building on the parts that count towards one's future = stoke. I thought... Continue Reading →
Tying buggers for tomorrow's Big Muddy mission. Drinking Summit Saga. Listening to "And Blood Was Passion" by Zebulon Pike. Chartreuse, black and red seem to be the right combination.
Variation on Gnarly Bugger pattern. Execution: nymphing pocket water on the Big Muddy for smallies. Tying-session beer: Schells Czech-Style Dark Lager. Slight roasty and caramel aroma, very faint floral hop aroma. Quiet roast, light sweetness and mild bitterness with a dry finish. Perfect early Autumn beer. Another great offering from Schell's limited release Stag Series.
Kaw Kaw. Fall in the air. The swing is the thing, the tug is the drug. http://youtu.be/jkxhzWA9iOw
Well, last week I decided to chase a tiger muskie I had spied in a froggy over-flow swamp off of a lake here in the Twin Cities. I made a rook-dawg move and waded into some seriously floating bog/Dagobah/quicksand type shit. I ain't gonna lie, I found myself sinking, with no solid ground to be... Continue Reading →