Another chance to see Mr. Fish do his act with scarfs, doves, flames, ladies and saws! Meet him at the Art Center College of Design in Pasadena on Monday, October 5th at 7:30pm. The event is free and there’s a money back guarantee for those too cheap to pay attention. Dig it.
And for those traveling by sea, air or yak, here is one map, and another.
If you’re in the Los Angeles area on Saturday, October 3rd, and you need something to do after lunch and before dinner alone with your cats, swing by Bergamot Station in Santa Monica at 4pm. Besides getting to see me going on and on about this and that with famed curmudgeon and radically influential and downright essential journalist, Robert Scheer, a test screening of the new Mr. Fish documentary, MR. FISH: Cartooning from the Deep End, will be shown. I’ll also be signing my new book, WARNING! Graphic Content. Dig it.
Well, it’s finally here! For those of you who waited so patiently for a version of my new book, WARNING! Graphic Content, to be published non-virtually as something with pages, heft and scent, that you could hold and caress and set out proudly on your coffee table next to Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen-Based Recipes by Paul ‘Fotie’ Photenhauer and Extraordinary Chickens by Stephen Green-Armytage, the trio of titles calmly murmuring to onlookers in a voice bordering on an incoherent whisper, “I’m desperate for love – now where’s that bone saw, shovel and rope…?”
Anyway, the new version is a 2nd edition and contains more images and written content than were included with the electronic version. It is also massive in size and, because it is published by a leading academic press and has beautiful color reproductions, it is also a tad pricey compared to what is typically available from a commercial press. That said, it is guaranteed to make you whip smart and irresistible to anybody previously turned off by the notion that they could love you just for your body.
So buy the book and help a brother out by reviewing it on Amazon! I’ve gotten a gut crapload (Amish phrase meaning motherfucking shitload) of positive emails and reviews from readers and critics but only open-mouthed gaping on Amazon, as if staring at something patently offensive will shame it into being less so – it won’t. Say something, for Yuck is not a 4-letter turd. Dig it.
Here is a long interview I did for the world-famous Henry Jenkins’ brainiac blog, Confessions of an Aca-Fan. The conversation will be posted in three parts. Apologies for not posting any cartoons recently, by the way. I’m currently teaching at the University of Pennsylvania and simultaneously trying to get all the pre-production done on a graphic novel that I’m hoping will, once published, become as world renown and influential as Blow Pops and smallpox. That said, I’ll be back to the drawing board soon, yo. Onward!