Garbageland

Comics, illustrations and word things.

I just remembered the time in my childhood when I’d sit outside in the driveway of our house with a magnifying glass. I remember burning things with the suns concentrated ray. Mostly sticks and leaves and paper but sometimes ants and beetles would wander nearby, going about their days. I’d get them too.

It smelled horrible. I know I felt bad about it then and remembering it now only makes me feel worse.

I also remember catching grasshoppers in the back yard. I wouldn’t kill them, at least not intentionally. I tried spray painting one though. Not knowing it would die.

I feel really bad about that too.

Sorry little bugs.

Old sci-fi and horror books either look awesome or totally cheeseball.

#lovecraft #books

Old sci-fi and horror books either look awesome or totally cheeseball.

#lovecraft #books

Awkward teenage phase. #juno #husky #dogs

Awkward teenage phase. #juno #husky #dogs

Thanks to @hellosars for the early Christmas present! #beard #beards #dreambeardoil

Thanks to @hellosars for the early Christmas present! #beard #beards #dreambeardoil

Willow Tree

The children ran into the forest just before nightfall. They were each dressed in brown robes except for their feet, which were bare. The cold, damp soil soft beneath their toes. They ran and ran until the fire from the camp could no longer be seen, and then they ran further still. It was the middle of spring and the rain from the afternoon had just let up. They found their way, all four of them, to a clearing in the woods where only a single willow stood.

The oldest of them crouched under the drooping limbs of the tree and found its trunk. He touched the base of the tree and grabbed a hold of the bark with both hands. The bark gave way allowing him to part it like a soft velvet curtain. There, just behind the folds of tree bark was the heart of the tree, beating slowly and softly glowing a deep, dark green color. Grasping the heart with both hands he tore it from the willow tree. He took the still beating and glowing heart to the younger three children and he broke it into four equal parts. They each took their piece and began eating it ravenously. A dark green fluid spilled from the pieces as they chewed, covering their faces and brown robes and ground around them.

They each took turns breaking small branches from low hanging limbs of the willow tree and tying them to their arms with twine. They dug into the soft, wet soil with their bare feet until the ground covered their feet up to the ankle.

The sun had set and night was enveloping the clearing around them. They stood all night, buried to their ankles in earth. Some staring longingly at the night sky while others let their heads droop towards the ground.

By sunrise there was no trace of the children in the clearing. There was only a single willow tree surrounded by four saplings, the ground stained a dark green beneath them.

You explode into a million beams of phosphorescent light.

Clickity

Clack

Clack

Clickity

I often wish animals had senses of humor. I imagine squirrels looking in through our living room windows, snickering at our laziness. Dogs laughing at our inability to smell the present they left in the dark hallway before its too late. Cats just laughing at us in general because, well cats are assholes aren’t they?

Clickity clack clack clickity

The train keeps rolling on. Tearing up the tracks behind it and laying new track in front of it. Always changing directions, but never going back.

I have a hat I bought from an antique store. It’s goldish tan and is known as a Greek fisherman cap. I wear it, even though it looks ridiculous on me. I wear it because it reminds me of the Greek fisherman cap my grandfather always wears. Regardless of any false sentiment I have for this doppelganger grandpa hat, it cost me four dollars and makes me look silly.

I think my dog would laugh behind my back when I wear it.

#linotype machines are #steampunk command centers.

#linotype machines are #steampunk command centers.

I’ll be done posting these soon. Promise. These drawers were filled with all different kinds of #cardstock and #linotype plates. All 30+ years old.

I’ll be done posting these soon. Promise. These drawers were filled with all different kinds of #cardstock and #linotype plates. All 30+ years old.

I want to work here. #printshop #old #machinery #print

I want to work here. #printshop #old #machinery #print

Sorry again for all these pictures. It was just so easy to take cool ones here. #printshop #print #press

Sorry again for all these pictures. It was just so easy to take cool ones here. #printshop #print #press