This page comes from a conversation overheard at Dog Beach in San Diego several years ago.
Finally finished the centerfold for Rocksalt #5, which is good because we go to press later today. Here it is, the thing that I was working on the whole summer:
If you wish to embiggen it, simply click here for the enormous version:
Three months! Thanks for your patience. As soon as Rocksalt #5 is done I have many, many things that I want to show you, including a new story that I’ve already done about ninety installments of. The next thing I am doing involves banging my head into web design until something breaks, and then moving on with War on Christmas.
Gewel and her grandmother.
Dawn in Hamshire, Texas.
Amelia attempts to eat the tie of her great-grandmother’s pastor. We took Amelia to church for the first time, at a very enthusiastic little place in Hamshire. It was actually mad fun.
Gewel about seven or eight years ago, from a picture her grandma had.
A photograph of a photograph of Gewel’s grandmother in elementary school. It was the 1930s in Dust Bowl Kansas, near a town by the name of Hutchinson.
Florida. Amelia and the ducks regard each other with interest.
Amelia over Sarasota Bay.
Ca d’Zan, a Venetian palace transported to Sarasota for John Ringling about a hundred years ago.
A weird little statue at the Ringling Museum. Knowing what I know about John Ringling I find this statue very interesting.
Gewel and Amelia at Big E’s. I never got this lady’s name, but she was cool.
Amelia sleeping on the floor in Sarasota.
Amelia and me.
Amelia meets her uncle Charles.
Charles and Gewel and Amelia and I go to visit Gewel’s aunt Tomara and her boyfriend Mike.
Charles and the baby like each other.
Rock star Mom.
Amelia meets her grandma.
A painting I found amusing at the Ringling Museum. I bet if you knew who those two guys on either side of the banner were this would be a very witty commentary.
Fascinating image, all the more so when you know some history of John Ringling. I really like the reflected EXIT sign, the artist should have included that.
One of Mia’s friends (I’m sorry, I forgot your name!) at Ringling. We were trying to do one of those photo trickery things but were undone when we realized wings come out the back, not the front.
They knew how to paint lemons in those days.
The Florida family!
Amelia meets her great-grandmother Mary Sebesta.
Mom and Amelia get along real good.
My dad and my daughter.
Amelia meets the bluegrass.
Amelia meets her great-grandmother Mary Davidson.
Same nose, four generations apart.
Showin’ Amelia how to play in a proper yard.
The mysteries of the piano.
bathin’ in a sink.
Sarah Berry has a particular gift for playing with babies. The rest of these pictures are from the dinner party.