LAST JANUARY, Angoulême, the second largest comics festival in Europe, made a crazy misogynist blunder. Of 30 nominees for the Grand Prix prize for lifetime achievement in comics, they neglected to name even one woman. Angoulême’s CEO made things worse by asserting that “unfortunately, there are few women in the history of comics.” Online, people lost their minds—and roundups papered the face of the internet, proving him wrong while lauding the great women who penciled before. It was a good outcome from a bad thing. I remember breaking a pencil in my hand (no, that didn’t really happen) (CRUNCH) and vowing that if those dope dongles overlooked Dame Darcy’s Meat Cake Bible, which I knew Fantagraphics was releasing this year, I would fucking riot.
And New Hand Painted Boots!
I'm also teaching Water Color Painting Classes at Escape Through Art as part of Skinny Gallery.
Mermaid Magic and Blessings to all of us in 2017. In the New Year I promise to meditate every morning at least for 5 minutes as part of the Peace in 2017, a challenge by my favorite local Witchy Shop Cosmic Corner!