FEED BACK ~ Vol 2

The thin curtains sighed and fell as the breeze withdrew. 

Far away across the hot woods something changed. 

A subtle push. An inhalation.

And then damp mouthfuls across our summer skin. 

Outside the grasses and weeds looked as if they were shivering, dissolving in the sinking green light.

Sounds in the brittle brown undergrowth.

Dangerous soft rustling.  Edging in the shade.

Your eyes, Deer like, looked down.

No words.

And the thin dirty laces in your sneakers.

 

Back & Front Cover

 

pg 1 & 2

 

pg 3 & 4

 

pg 5 & 6

 

- S k e t c h B o o k -

Here are some pages and images from my sketch book from over the last few months. Its been nice working 100 % old school  > > >  pen and ink, gouache, graphite, Chinese ink and water color on paper. Playing with ideas. Roughing them out. Grabbing things as they come into focus. These pages turned out best so I thought I'd share them.


Watch for lights  &  listen for sirens    ~   J. S.

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Z I N E ~ # 1. ' F E E D B A C K '

O.K. Campers  -  L E T S  P A R T Y !!!!

                                                   Here's my Zine :  ' FEED BACK '   >  as in guitars and vocal mics screeching, lights flashing, coffee tables shaking, pets hiding . . . feed back.
I've been wanting to do this for awhile, as I was desiring a way, a forum, a platform to fuse my collage, rip it up, stream of consciousness, note making, captured words and phrases, just go for it mash it up stuff - all in one place. And here it is.
So after snooping around online I had a 'flash' and thought I'd try it.  I based it around the old single sheet of  8.5 / 11 inch copy paper folded top to bottom, then left side to right. Staple on fold. Cut off top  =  Zine.  I wanted double sided - so I went a picked up some very heavy stock paper. Then it occurred to me - " Like WOW Scoob - I'm going to blow all my snack money on ink and paper  . . . . .  aaaahhhhhh !!! "
So I started planning.
Inspiration and illuminated ideas nearly tricked me into purchasing a laser printer, so I could "pound 'em out, and spread 'em around."  ( I'm still an analogue kid at heart. You know - hold it in your hands, smell it, put in your mouth kind of a creature ) Well after pricing them and then figuring out that laser printers are costly, and ink cartridge refills are like a  MILLION $$$$,  I realized I had to find a more efficient and cost effective solution. And here it is. Online publishing ( kind of - ??? ha ha -) Anyway - as I already mentioned, this is an excellent 'arena' to roll up my varied peripheral interests in and put them forth. Collage and Photography are strange birds that come to visit my cave randomly. I wake up - and POW  >>>  there they are. Cawing and squawking at the entrance - calling me out with their shinning dark wings.
So the way it works is - the back cover is on the left, the right side the front. I posted it this way so you can enjoy the 'spread' of the pages, as you would, if you were holding a copy. Its a mix of found object / image, and also my own photographs.
So crank up some snacks - slip those head phones on if the kids are sleeping and plug in to FEED BACK ~ Vol 1.

Enjoy Irresponsibly  -  J.H.S.



      Back & Front Cover
                                                       

 

 pg  1 & 2

 

pg  3 & 4

 

pg  5 & 6

 

Stephan Kramp Campaign Piece

This is a piece I just did for Stephan kramp. He's running for Deputy Mayor in Midland this year. Its a post-card that will be sent out with the mail delivery to homes across the region. 9000 to be exact, Stephan said. He's a very cool guy with an excellent disposition. It was a pleasure working with him. Stephan's very patient and kind, and that worked out well when dealing with a temperamental Artist, who occasionally breaths fire ~ me ( ha ha !!! ) Stephan's balanced ideas and practical approach made this a very fun and enjoyable job.  From start to finish. It was great. And I don't know if I've ever seen a client so happy with the finished product when they received it. It was total fun. Thanks man -

Whips & Cobras ~ JIM

Timmy

Things were going fine until Timmy ate some of that weird candy he found on the bus this morning. Fine. Then something started to happen. His skin became textured with boils and hives, pain bloomed like fizzing pop inside his flesh. Shimmering lines of pressure snapped in his periphery. Pulse lumbering, breath feeling inverted, black paint flowing through his veins. His hands shaking he lurched forward, the world an obscenity of color and sound, pressing - leaning in on him. He bolted for the washroom.

When he came out they were waiting.

A bunch of the guys, he thought they were his friends - until Chip brought the Axe handle down across his neck. But that was awhile ago now. He's been running for a good forty minutes - the pressure in his skull drawing little attention, compared to the knife wounds and broken glass in his back.  " The dogs, oh man, the dogs - the barking - THEIR BRINGING THE DOGS . . .  Whats wrong with those guys . . . . . . don't they know it's me . . . . . . . .  TIMMY  ???? "