Yes, Bad Machinery is awesome, but come on, Shelley Winters returns next week in a new story. I believe this is what is called an early Christmas gift.
I don’t think we have to be beholden to gadget manufacturers on books. I don’t think we need to enter the dismal Kindle’s annual upgrade curve. Books aren’t a delivery medium, they’re an art form. We forget that at our peril.
Office in a Small City by Edward Hopper, 1953
I’m currently reading The Art of Travel by Alain de Botton. One of his many excellent “guides” is Edward Hopper, whose work I had seen before, but had never really seen, if you know what I mean. I’m still trying to understand why, only now, I find his paintings so fascinating.
(Source: metmuseum.org)
What Bad Machinery would look like if Dresden Codak drew it…
The Liberation of Cherbourg (1) (by Andrew Becraft)
I have a soft spot for historical LEGO vignettes.
I read omnivorously, I always have, my entire life. I would rather be dead than not read. So, there’s always time for that. I read while I eat, and our whole family did. We all had very bad manners at the table. All of our books are stained with spaghetti sauce, and that sort of thing.
Winters of My Life (by Jonathan Burhop)
A tiny three-minute glimpse into the life of Howard Weamer, who has spent more than 35 winters at the Ostrander Lake ski hut in Yosemite.