News and views from the Dutch Uncle of dreamland.
In the bone-bleaching sunlight of the country near the Eastern exit recreational activities are scarce, but the determined scapegrace can always find something amusing to do. All hail boredom, the dead engine of discovery!
posted by Jim Woodring at 9:22 AM
I was born in the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains in Southern California and enjoyed an exciting childhood full of poetry and paroniria among the snakes, rats and tarantulas of that enchanted realm. I eventually grew into an inquisitive bearlike man who has had three exciting careers; garbage collector, merry-go-round-operator and cartoonist. Some of my work is collected in THE BOOK OF JIM, THE FRANK BOOK and SEEING THINGS (all published by Fantagraphics) and in various toys, fabrics, prints and urban legends. Thank you for your interest.
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As marvelous as allways!
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Pupshaw is such a party pooper unless she's the one thats up to to no good. So Typical!
very nice! im fan club!... juas,juasss...protoplasmic salut!!!
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