So I have had a very good day today, celebrating a hard-won victory, and I'm currently tipsy. So this is a post I'm writing basically as drunk as I allow my self to get. (i.e. happy, less inhibited, definitely should not drive, but can still be you ...

Photo: “Animator Desk Belonging to Frank Thomas”. Taken at the Academy Museum of Motion Pictures (by me). Los Angeles, California. (October 2021).

The mid-twentieth century animator studio has always held an aura of mystery to any mind that has ever wondered how hand-illustrated animation is created. Anyone who has drawn ...

This is an article I’m writing after midnight while being drunk on mixed drinks of brännvin and julmust. It’s November. I need booze to cope with the Scandinavian winter gloom that hits your soul like a hammer this time of the year (It’s a thing up here ...

Poem Nr. 14: Deep’s Locker


Let no unheard muses call their stages.
Sink them into soundlessness down below.
Take no unsung makers to their pages.
Sink them into uselessness down below.
Grant no untouched prophets for their sages.
Sink them into soulessness down below.
Have no undrawn breathers hale ...

Photo: “Fille Née Sans Mèr (translation ‘Girl Born without Mother’)”. Francis Picabia. 1917.

“When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race.” -Herbert George Wells

In one month’s time, I will be attending a lecture detailing the development of ...

So hitting a girl (or a woman) is extremely tropey. Regardless of how progressive your story is, a man hitting a woman runs a high risk of being considered lowly or less than heroic. That's because generally, women are considered weaker than men, thus an easy target. A woman ...

Photo: “The Uncanny X-Men Issue #319, Untapped Potential: Bobby Drake and Rogue Talk About Sand Castles“. Marvel Comics. (December 1995)

Saturday morning was spent mall trotting like a typical nineties mall rat. The mall was like a ghost town in the early hours of the day when every storefront was ...

As Easter has come by to melt away the final vestiges of a long, cold winter (at least up in these parts where I live) it feels like a good time to bring up the mythology of witches. Witches have a central role in the Easter that we celebrate here ...

Photo: “Untitled Signature” by Francis Picabia

The year was 1915, when a thirty-six-year-old Francis Picabia showed up to the New York Dada scene. His alibi to leave Europe was a story about his travels to Cuba in order to purchase molasses, a story he cleverly forgot once he arrived in ...

I've had this Newspost in mind again since I saw Spider Man: No Way Home. That movie pushes the nostalgia buttons with abandon, to an extent I couldn't believe. To avoid having anything spoiled I rushed out to the theater to see it as soon as I could ...