Hey! Haven't posted in three years, and then I noticed this was linked to under a music video I made, bummer. This is a long update. It reads like a CV, sorry.
In 2014 I released 3 new comics as part of a series I called Now and Here. (Nowhere)
I like that together it spells NOWHERE. It's fitting of the books, which explore a fluctuating space and time through what I describe poorly as "poetic narrative". I say poetic because the words were chosen as much for their fluidity of meaning as for their phonetic substance. I tried to cut most of the articles out of a sentence and any passive wording. I imagined the text as an inner voice or collection or voices or perhaps the thoughts of an animal. These books were titled Now and Here #1, Other Way and Trial One. The first two were published with Caroline Paquita of Pegacorn Press on her Riso Machine. The third book was too large a job for the machine at 90 pages so I put it out myself with black and white copier and a double screen printed cover. Each book had a print run of 300.
Now and Here #1 and #2 are sold out from Last Gasp, but #2 is still available from co-publisher Pegacorn Press and from my site.
The third one is available from me and Booklyn in limited quantity as I screen print more covers. There are a couple available on my site right now.
I had a solo show at Booklyn Artist Alliance in November in conjunction with the release of Now and Here #3, Trial One, which was really wonderful. I made 50+ drawings, some prints 2 large paintings on panel and the show moved down to Open Space in Baltimore afterward.
A segment of Hyperspeed to Nowhere #2, Return to Entropy was included in Best American Comics 2014.Excellent!
I believe I went to 7 different small press and alt comics shows in 2014 (cake, ripe, spx, cab, zine friends, paper jam, pmf, maybe some others??) , it was fun but it burned me out too.
I was a special guest at the first Ripe in Providence which ruled, I was on a couple panels and I'm sure I put my foot in my mouth a few times.
I started a wacky sorta metal band called Gun Tit with my buddies Laura Perez Harris and Thomas Toye, both awesome artists in their own right and we played 7 shows in new york, chicago, detroit, baltimore, and providence.
Paul Lyon's first wrestling comics anthology Screw Job came out and I had a comic in it, he's now putting together issue #3. Also did one for Harris Smith's Felony Comics #1, whose also working on a 3rd issue now.
Everyone I ever slept with is got married or had kids. SUCKERSSS! jk, love you all.
This year I made an animated music video for super mega excellent Lightning Bolt's new album Metal East.
and did some more work on my animation Cunt Eyes, to be completed god knows when. I showed parts of it at a fun lecture at Parson's as part of the Comics and Picture Story Symposium lecture series.
I was a special guest at CAKE in Chicago which ruled, Gun Tit played a very bloody (fake blood) set, I can't remember what in hell was going on. I was on a great Speculative Fiction Panel, it's on youtube now I think.
My favorite people from Baltimore all moved to Chicago for grad school. SUCKERSSS! jk, do that thing.
I taught my first animation class as an adjunct to sophomore illustration majors at Parsons School of Design, I'm looking forward to next years class! Teaching, like animation, is difficult but rewarding.
After the Chicago fest I left on my green meanie '99 Kawasaki ZRX 1100 west, south west, to pick up on parts of the country I'd missed on my 6 month journey 4 years prior, I returned to nyc a lil' over 2 months later having covered 13,000 miles, when I was about to head north from astoria, oregon towards canadian rockies I changed my mind and high tailed it back east, going coast to coast in 4 days, one day I did 1,100 miles from west of Missoula Montana to Mitchel, South Dakota in 14 hours, that's the Iron Butt but I didn't have any of the paper work. Chicago to New York was only 800 miles but felt longer when I started late in the day after too much partying with best buddies till dawn and real foul weather on foggy Pennsylvanian mountain roads. Had to return to Chicago briefly for a wedding too but went by car, bicycle in back.
I been back for 4 days and boy do I feel funny, finishing up a comic for Ben Marra's Blades and Lazers book, my buddy Keenan Keller (of The Humans on Image, drawn by tom Neely) wrote a fun story for it and it'll be printed in Blue and Pink ink.
Hot Dog Beach #3 is finally at the printers and will be in my hands Wednesday. It's available for pre-order on my web shop. I co-published it with Space Face Books so it is available from their web shop as well.
I have a comic in the new, as yet unreleased Kramer's Ergot #9 which has always been a dream/goal of mine. It's a doozy called Kanibul Ball. ( yes I know that's not the right spelling perhaps I am suggesting a different meaning altogether.)
I will have a new 4 color riso book released by Breakdown Press at this years CAB in brooklyn, Nov 7th, as well as some new screen prints and possibly the third Hyperspeed to Nowhere...possibly, if possible.
ok. I just wrote this all here so it's up to date. What are blogs for? I like to make small posts on tumblr. It's easier/faster to put up images and links. lalewestvind.tumblr.com
bye.
Sunday, August 16, 2015
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Motorcycles! (old post never posted)
(Written september of 2013 and never posted)
I rode an old honda motorcycle across the u.s. for some months some years ago.
I killed it 3 weeks into the trip after going up the east coast and around Nova Scotia, I don't want to say how. It hurt me to quit and I wasn't broke yet so I got another bike same model with a good motor, that stalled on me just outside the holland tunnel right after I bought it, gunked up carbs and in dire need of an oil change, I'll never ride a bike home from a sale again less its real close. Swapping parts out from the two of them I had a nice running bike again to keep going.
An '84 and an '86 honda nighthawk 700 s, that frankenbike died mysteriously in my friend Sean's garage outside of L.A. when I left it there for a month to get some stuff done back home. Maybe it was the heat, maybe it was the thousands of miles and then the break, valve failure, why? ( I think now if I'd just emptied the carbs before I left it and put some damn fuel stabilizer in the tank...) maybe it was that back road nonsense north of Death valley, going in, when the asphalt turned to gravel, then to big rocks the size of my head, maybe it was that fire road near the border of canada in Minnesota where that ditch threw me and I killed the battery frantically trying to start it again before the fluids could drip back down into its system and walkin a mile down the road I found that old man in a trailer with a portable jumper box like I'd never seen before and he told me how his neighbor froze to death because they didnt plow his road that winter.
Maybe I could have fixed it, i could now, wish i had, at the time I was too dumb to even try.
Bike loss is something like a death of a girlfriend/horse/ loss of your legs. Not that those are all comparable. Motorcycles are also addictive, like heroine they'll kill you sure enough and you'll do stupid things to have one and bleed money to keep one and when your on it you could give a flying fuck about that bus or that eighteen wheeler or that torrential downpour, but thats silly.
But that's what makes you freak out to find a new bike and scrounge up your no moneys from ur new dumb job, cus you can do that u stupid bum living with ur folks still, and buy soemthing at night in the rain, paying cash to a guy that doesnt speak enough english to tell you what awful thing he did to it or whats leaking from where. And that's how you end up with a green meanie '99 kawasaki that stalls out on you on the expressway everytime for a damned near year and half. zrx 1100, replica of a replica, should have been a beefy monster if theyd followed spec on the eddie lawson winner, and it is one, in disguise, like a pro athlete handicapped holding a 40 pound silencer muffler and near solid headers and electronic rev limiter. Whole bands of wrench geeks on the model specific forums following each other like lemmings over questionable performance mod cliffs...tryna get that extra 3 horse powaaah, tryna get that faster throttle response. This bike is a plastic toy with a big motor like all the crotch rockets I guess. did find out now though its got the best pick-up right aroun 90 -110 mph not like thats fuckin legal anywhere in the u.s. but hey, if they cant catch ya they cant cuff ya? right? wrong. they got cameras you know...oh well.
After over a year of fiddling, learning and tooling and lots of web research hours I got the green meanie running fine enough to take it around some, packed with peanut butter and a big box of my comics. Going to have to keep doing this I see, maybe get a wagon...sooooooooooooooooooo i write this all crap hoping no one will read it...
(what followed was a list of shops up the east coast where I'd left my comics, they are no longer available there and I'll never do the consignment thing again, don't think I ever got paid for half of them. It's all right, it's my fault and it's on me.)
***Shortly after I wrote this I had a small accident on the green meanie on the Pulaski bridge, a month later? I think it was October, in any case I remember it was Friday the 13th, 2013, I made a comic about it for Smoke Signal, the one with the Gary Panter cover I think, called "Are You Refreshed Now Scab Farmer?" referring to the post motorcycle accident state where in your rad rash is a continuous source of mucous, puss and crusty pieces. A good buddy of mine bore witness to the harvest and rubbed a greasy fried chicken thigh on my elbow at my request. Thank you buddy, that meant a lot and I know you liked it too.
It was a good wake up call as I figure if I hadn't had that small crash I might have died in something worse a lil' later from getting too comfortable and not aware enough on the bike, you can never forget that you are on two wheels, straddling a half ton of metal, flying over unforgiving concrete slab, bouncin' on springs, and YOU are just a soft sack of bones and blood... RUBBER DOWN BABY! KEEP THA' SHINY SIDE UP!
I have since got back on the green meanie for many miles, a safer and smarter rider, nice surgical scars on my busted wrist and my rough bump collar bone to remind me to slow down and pay attention, good flashes of hitting pavement to keep me cool when I'm getting too wild.
I rode an old honda motorcycle across the u.s. for some months some years ago.
I killed it 3 weeks into the trip after going up the east coast and around Nova Scotia, I don't want to say how. It hurt me to quit and I wasn't broke yet so I got another bike same model with a good motor, that stalled on me just outside the holland tunnel right after I bought it, gunked up carbs and in dire need of an oil change, I'll never ride a bike home from a sale again less its real close. Swapping parts out from the two of them I had a nice running bike again to keep going.
An '84 and an '86 honda nighthawk 700 s, that frankenbike died mysteriously in my friend Sean's garage outside of L.A. when I left it there for a month to get some stuff done back home. Maybe it was the heat, maybe it was the thousands of miles and then the break, valve failure, why? ( I think now if I'd just emptied the carbs before I left it and put some damn fuel stabilizer in the tank...) maybe it was that back road nonsense north of Death valley, going in, when the asphalt turned to gravel, then to big rocks the size of my head, maybe it was that fire road near the border of canada in Minnesota where that ditch threw me and I killed the battery frantically trying to start it again before the fluids could drip back down into its system and walkin a mile down the road I found that old man in a trailer with a portable jumper box like I'd never seen before and he told me how his neighbor froze to death because they didnt plow his road that winter.
Maybe I could have fixed it, i could now, wish i had, at the time I was too dumb to even try.
Bike loss is something like a death of a girlfriend/horse/ loss of your legs. Not that those are all comparable. Motorcycles are also addictive, like heroine they'll kill you sure enough and you'll do stupid things to have one and bleed money to keep one and when your on it you could give a flying fuck about that bus or that eighteen wheeler or that torrential downpour, but thats silly.
But that's what makes you freak out to find a new bike and scrounge up your no moneys from ur new dumb job, cus you can do that u stupid bum living with ur folks still, and buy soemthing at night in the rain, paying cash to a guy that doesnt speak enough english to tell you what awful thing he did to it or whats leaking from where. And that's how you end up with a green meanie '99 kawasaki that stalls out on you on the expressway everytime for a damned near year and half. zrx 1100, replica of a replica, should have been a beefy monster if theyd followed spec on the eddie lawson winner, and it is one, in disguise, like a pro athlete handicapped holding a 40 pound silencer muffler and near solid headers and electronic rev limiter. Whole bands of wrench geeks on the model specific forums following each other like lemmings over questionable performance mod cliffs...tryna get that extra 3 horse powaaah, tryna get that faster throttle response. This bike is a plastic toy with a big motor like all the crotch rockets I guess. did find out now though its got the best pick-up right aroun 90 -110 mph not like thats fuckin legal anywhere in the u.s. but hey, if they cant catch ya they cant cuff ya? right? wrong. they got cameras you know...oh well.
After over a year of fiddling, learning and tooling and lots of web research hours I got the green meanie running fine enough to take it around some, packed with peanut butter and a big box of my comics. Going to have to keep doing this I see, maybe get a wagon...sooooooooooooooooooo i write this all crap hoping no one will read it...
(what followed was a list of shops up the east coast where I'd left my comics, they are no longer available there and I'll never do the consignment thing again, don't think I ever got paid for half of them. It's all right, it's my fault and it's on me.)
***Shortly after I wrote this I had a small accident on the green meanie on the Pulaski bridge, a month later? I think it was October, in any case I remember it was Friday the 13th, 2013, I made a comic about it for Smoke Signal, the one with the Gary Panter cover I think, called "Are You Refreshed Now Scab Farmer?" referring to the post motorcycle accident state where in your rad rash is a continuous source of mucous, puss and crusty pieces. A good buddy of mine bore witness to the harvest and rubbed a greasy fried chicken thigh on my elbow at my request. Thank you buddy, that meant a lot and I know you liked it too.
It was a good wake up call as I figure if I hadn't had that small crash I might have died in something worse a lil' later from getting too comfortable and not aware enough on the bike, you can never forget that you are on two wheels, straddling a half ton of metal, flying over unforgiving concrete slab, bouncin' on springs, and YOU are just a soft sack of bones and blood... RUBBER DOWN BABY! KEEP THA' SHINY SIDE UP!
I have since got back on the green meanie for many miles, a safer and smarter rider, nice surgical scars on my busted wrist and my rough bump collar bone to remind me to slow down and pay attention, good flashes of hitting pavement to keep me cool when I'm getting too wild.
Friday, July 19, 2013
NEW BOOK, NEW SHOP, NEW STUFF
New Book! EXPRESS LESS #1
This will be a serial containing all the pervy comics that sit in back of my mind long enough to make it to paper.
It's full color, smaller size, 28 pages, lot's of sexually related material, in a sort of organic mechanisms kind of way, if any one can get off on this send proof by mail to win a free drawing, just kidding, don't do that.
$7!!! GET ONE HERE! at the newwww store! http://lalewestvind.storenvy.com/ old store on bigcartel is still up in case storenvy starts charging a fee for usage, postage rates may differ, choose which suits you best, I don't mind.
If ordered alone comes in a swanky brown card envelope used by super swank cartoon guy Patrick Kyle to send Distance Mover comic from CANADA! oh my gosh! Patrick Kyle touched these envelopes!!
Recycle baby. Follow Patrick Kyle on his tumblr HERE.
Check out the new shop, lots of stuff that's not on the old shop.
TODAY I am putting up small drawings for sale, $15? let's try it. Thanks.
This will be a serial containing all the pervy comics that sit in back of my mind long enough to make it to paper.
It's full color, smaller size, 28 pages, lot's of sexually related material, in a sort of organic mechanisms kind of way, if any one can get off on this send proof by mail to win a free drawing, just kidding, don't do that.
$7!!! GET ONE HERE! at the newwww store! http://lalewestvind.storenvy.com/ old store on bigcartel is still up in case storenvy starts charging a fee for usage, postage rates may differ, choose which suits you best, I don't mind.
If ordered alone comes in a swanky brown card envelope used by super swank cartoon guy Patrick Kyle to send Distance Mover comic from CANADA! oh my gosh! Patrick Kyle touched these envelopes!!
Recycle baby. Follow Patrick Kyle on his tumblr HERE.
Check out the new shop, lots of stuff that's not on the old shop.
TODAY I am putting up small drawings for sale, $15? let's try it. Thanks.
Monday, April 1, 2013
SEX, DETH & SHIT...the museum...comic
I made a comic for the new Monster comics anthology put out by Paul Lyons at Hidden Fortress Press. Paul and Roby are printing it in two colors on this wildly beautiful machine they got up there in Providence, RI. It's about the size of a copy machine but if willy's oompa loompas had built it, you know springs and things and little golden shiny bits and makes a noise like five sewing machines at once, or a lawnmower, they ought to have a name for it, I don't know if they do.
And the book is square and a doozy apparently, going to be chock full of comics from lots of talented nutjobs. He's putting up some preview pages on the hidden fortress sight HERE.
SO CHECK IT OUT! it's gonna be debuting at TCAF in toronto or CAKE in chicago. I'll be at both, scramblin' around, dazed and confused like, cause that's the default setting.
And the book is square and a doozy apparently, going to be chock full of comics from lots of talented nutjobs. He's putting up some preview pages on the hidden fortress sight HERE.
SO CHECK IT OUT! it's gonna be debuting at TCAF in toronto or CAKE in chicago. I'll be at both, scramblin' around, dazed and confused like, cause that's the default setting.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Arthur #34 with MOTOSEX comics!
Hey hey! The New Arthur Magazine, issue #34 is out and about! HERE and around town for $5!! Now with a giant full color MOTOSEX comic by ME. Evolution of the Sibruidz, the story of impossible adaptation for perfect dynamic efficiency!
it looks like this! and it's REALLY BIG!
Arthur Magazine edited by Jay Babcock, has got music reviews, great articles and holy crap COMICS. I'm honored to be in here, alongside comics by Will Sweeney, Johnny Negron, and Vanessa Davis, brought together by Floating World Comics' Dude, Jason Leivian.
it looks like this! and it's REALLY BIG!
I picked up an issue they did a while back (#4) on Alan Moore and I hung on to that thing for a long time, I think it's still around somewhere, and probably still a good read too.
Friday, February 8, 2013
Lumpen Comics Issue!!
Lumpen is a magazine that's been around... it's free! They just put out a comics issue (on my birthday! little while ago) There is a .pdf of it here http://www.lumpen.com/
i love those old rotary phones, and those big chunky plastic ones i mean i really love them, I LOVE them!
and it's also available around in real live paper physical form. This is my comic in the issue, it might be easier to read in the .pdf actually. A lot of amazing, talented friends are in the book too! It's full of Chicago cartooning goofballs. CHECK IT OUUUUUUUUUTTTT!
i love those old rotary phones, and those big chunky plastic ones i mean i really love them, I LOVE them!
Chromazoid 02 Available ALL OVER!
Chromazoid #1, #2 & Hot Dog Beach #2 are now available for sale online at
BIGCARTEL
http://lalewestvind.bigcartel.com/
ETSY
etsy.com/shop/LaleWestvind
DOMINO books distro!
http://www.dominobooks.org/store.html
Bandcamp http://chromazoid.bandcamp.com/
and from:
The Beguiling, in Toronto, Canada
Quimby's Books, in Chicago, IL (SOON)
Atomic Books, in Baltimore, MD
Bergen Street Comics in Brooklyn, NY
Desert Island in Brooklyn, NY
Floating World Comics in Portland, OR
Secret Headquarters in Los Angeles, CA (SOON)
BIGCARTEL
http://lalewestvind.bigcartel.com/
ETSY
etsy.com/shop/LaleWestvind
DOMINO books distro!
http://www.dominobooks.org/store.html
Bandcamp http://chromazoid.bandcamp.com/
and from:
The Beguiling, in Toronto, Canada
Quimby's Books, in Chicago, IL (SOON)
Atomic Books, in Baltimore, MD
Bergen Street Comics in Brooklyn, NY
Desert Island in Brooklyn, NY
Floating World Comics in Portland, OR
Secret Headquarters in Los Angeles, CA (SOON)
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