Jonathan Eaton's Blog, page 3
May 7, 2018
A Stampede
Eating Kung Pao chicken, drinking Negra Modelo, writing "Rydell Tales (a novel)"
And when you read it, you're going to say to yourself, he can't have been eating Kung Pao chicken and drinking Negra Modelo while he wrote this--it is way, way too dark.
But it's true--you can live well and write dark.
Today's image is from a book I ran across in my research: "A Stampede" from: Historical and Biographical Record of the Cattle Industry (1895)
Whenever I see a painting like this, I think about the poor painter, standing there in front of his easel with a paint brush in his hand, thinking, "holy crap, I've got to finish this up quick !"
And when you read it, you're going to say to yourself, he can't have been eating Kung Pao chicken and drinking Negra Modelo while he wrote this--it is way, way too dark.
But it's true--you can live well and write dark.
Today's image is from a book I ran across in my research: "A Stampede" from: Historical and Biographical Record of the Cattle Industry (1895)
Whenever I see a painting like this, I think about the poor painter, standing there in front of his easel with a paint brush in his hand, thinking, "holy crap, I've got to finish this up quick !"
April 30, 2018
April 26, 2018
The Rectangle of Equanimity
Sherman (the cat) doesn't like strangers in the house—you can tell by the way his posture changes. I've never really analyzed it until recently. It's all about the angles. He goes from pretty much a right-angle cat to an obtuse-and-acute angle cat. Or to put it another way, his rectangle of equanimity collapses into a parallelogram of anxiety.
