Hey, you never know – A dinky editorial job for the op-ed page of Crains NY Business Weekly became a 182 illustration three year run. It just finished. When I get an email from the editor saying he had a regular spot on NPR and was off to run a program at CUNY the writing was on the wall. He’d found a new job and I’d lost my old one. Well it was fun while it lasted, and I’ll miss AD Steve Krupinski’s regular response to my sketches – “ number 1/2/3/4/ ‘s the winner!” and the downhill race to meet another Thursday deadline.

Toaster oven sculpture with music may seem a career move long shot, but getting a little more mileage out of my long winded monologue, Casa de Fido and bringing closure to this epic failed fantasy are high stakes. With a creative endeavour of such high aspirations the chance that my synaptic pathways could intersect, throw my primary systems offline and leave me in some kind of dimensional distortion is an obvious risk but at this level, unavoidable.

Warning – Sorry, Germans can’t see this owing to my music copyright infringement.

To whom it may concern,

Many thanks to you who commented on my last entry and sorry for this belated reply. I just found there is more fun than the Spanish speaking soaps on my tv and I’ve been watching the Ted Turner channel 24/7 for the last 3 weeks. I’d also like to add that I think most of my work is really neurotic therapy. The process requires me copying some arty image that’s been bugging me, adding another that in some way complements it and repeating this until I can’t go any further. At this point I wade through the collected notes and phrases I’ve written down and choose a title – a sort of fingers crossed intuition thing. I’m currently working on another series, a lot looser but under the deeply philosophical and equally ponderous working title, “In Random Pursuit of Internal Logic” and I'll be posting some of this as soon as I can come up with a suitable disclaimer.

In the meantime,here’s another one.