DIRT IN THE AFTERNOON
That sour-milk smell, the chocolate, the red thing. Yeah, yeah, I get it. Where's the bar?
posted by Jim Woodring at 11:39 AM
Monday, September 08, 2008
That sour-milk smell, the chocolate, the red thing. Yeah, yeah, I get it. Where's the bar?
About Me
- Name: Jim Woodring
- Location: Seattle, Washington, United States
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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10 Comments:
Great work , as always! You stretch my imagination in ways that no one else can!
Oh, that's your house! Is that cat coming in or going out?
Love, love, love this here drawing.
But, what's the deal with the ball on a string hanging just left of the door under the ship's fin?
Is it attached to the ship?
I think the string should continue up and be part of the curtain.
(That's right, in a wacky drawing like this, I'm questioning the ball on a string.)
that's rad
Thanks for teaching me a new word:
paroniria
Your work is provocative, summoning the ghosts of Escher and Dali.
EL
sorkin999@yahoo.com
Man!
Brain goes ka-splop.
that was my weekend.
Lucy, someone has some splainin to do.
I thought I saw a partial draft and a color version of this, but now cannot find it. They would accompany this beautiful work well.
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