March 2010


It's interesting to see the debate going on in the comments box at I'm impressed with how well some people know the characters and the archive in addition to how well some can deconstruct a medium.

You know, sometimes I don't know where this comic is taking me. There are days when I feel like it could end in a month and days when I feel like it could go on for another year. Today I day dreamt that I came up with another comic that is more autobiographical- a strip that would capture a few years of my life here in New York... but I think I decided that it would be too ego-centric for my taste (this blog is pushing it!). If I'm to do another comic project, I'm much more interested in telling Ancient Egyptian stories such as The Shipwrecked Sailor. I think it would be cool.

Oh well, for now I'll just sit back and read what people have to say about this comic. I am reminded of Barthes and his essay "Death of the Author," which is why I'm going to sit out on these conversations.

By the way, I've been seeing more ads for cervical cancer in beauty magazines and on TV. It's about time.

P.S. I think from now on I'll make note of what movies I watched while inking my comics. That could be a blog of its own really. This week: Julie and Julia (good, but I was way more interested in Julia Childs than the blog writer), Guess Who's Coming to Dinner (nice to see that so much has changed since then), Notting Hill (not terrible for a rom-com), Bridget Jones's Diary (I've actually never seen this movie from start to finish), Quills (very racy and Geoffrey Rush is pretty awesome in it). Currently watching: Fried Green Tomatoes (saw it when I was very young and don't remember it at all). Started watching but refuse to finish: Breakfast with Scott (it's like a really stupid sitcom).



So it looks like I'm going to be making an appearance at this year's MoCCA Art Fest at the Sequential Art Collective's table:

Saturday and Sunday, April 10th and 11th, 2010 at the 69th Regiment Armory (68 Lexington Avenue NY NY)

Me and a bunch of other cool artists and creators are coming together to hand out cheap sketches, comics, and zines, which is what MoCCA Art Fest was originally all about. If you ask nicely, I'll even do your name in hieroglyphs- and even though it would be inaccurate to do so, I will even put your name in a cartouche.

Anyway, I hope some of you can make it. I wasn't able to go last year, but it was nice meeting some of you at the 2008 Art Fest. I really do enjoy seeing you. I often forget that people I've never met read my comic and it means a lot to me to know that my art extends beyond my familial and social circles. It's a great pick me up after a long, hard day and it makes me feel appreciated.



This morning numerous facebook statuses informed me that there was an earthquake in L.A.. It measured about 4.4 on the Ricther scale, which isn't too large but it's getting up there and it was centered in the Pico Rivera area, which is about 11 miles away from downtown L.A..

Anyway, I hope everyone's all right. I guess this calls for a call to mom, dad, and grandma later.

The one thing I do not miss about L.A. is its earthquake. The Northridge quake was quite traumatizing for me (I was 11)- I couldn't sleep well for weeks after.



On Thursday, a woman was killed by a train ("subway" for non NYC residents). This sort of thing happens quite often in NYC and I'm always left in kind of a shock when it does, but for some reason this particular accident affected me more than usual. I think one of the reasons for why this is, is that it happened at the 77th St. station in the Upper East Side, which used to be my "home station" when I first moved to New York back in 2005. I know the station really well- both the uptown and downtown platforms- so when I read the story about this accident I could picture the events with a disturbing level of clarity.

The 48 year old woman, identified as Rose Mankos, was a lawyer who previously worked for the state. She is gone because she exercised some poor judgment on her part despite being accomplished and successful. I just wish I knew what was going on in her head when she decided to jump from the platform to the train tracks to retrieve her nylon LeSport Sac bag, which carried gym clothes, deodorant, and a cell phone. She lost her life over completely replacable things.

According to eye witness accounts, the approaching 6 train blew its horn about eights times while Rose first tried to hide under the platform and then tried to climb back on top of the platform (which is incredibly high, btw). At some point she gave up and just stared back at the train as she clung to the side of the platform.

It's my impression that most train accidents in NYC happen very suddenly and in the blink of an eye. I think the fact that this woman had to stare death in the face and realize that she is about to lose her life over gym clothes and a cell phone, is what disturbs me the most.

The obvious lesson here is to not jump onto the train tracks for any reason. I think the larger lesson is to remember to keep things into perspective. Things are just things- it doesn't really matter how "important" they are or how invested you are in them. Sometimes you have to leave those things behind or let them go.



Today is the anniversary of Nibbles's passing. She was a good bunny, a loved bunny, and I still think of her all the time. I made sure that Chloe knows she has a big sister out there in rabbit heaven.

Also my talk went well at the Met. I think people thought it was interesting and they all seemed really "into" it. One of my old professors from UCLA, who is a fellow this year at the Met, was there and that was pretty cool to have her talk to me as an equal. Curators from the Louvre were there and talked to me after my presentation, which was pretty awesome. My entire department (Ancient Near Eastern Art) as well as most of the Egyptian Art Department came and now I'm having lunch with them tomorrow. Yaaaaay. At the beginning the moderator told everyone that this was the first professional paper I was presenting and afterward everyone told me that if he hadn't said that they would never have known. I was shaking like a leaf though... I've just learned to not show it in my voice.

So yeah... good for me!



Well today's the big day. The idea of giving a talk at the Met is the sort of thing that was very abstract to me. I understood that such things happened at the Met, I just never imagined that I would be the one doing that someday. I feel very honored.

I feel good about the talk itself but I'm nervous about the Q & A. I hope no one acts like a jerk. Please cut me some slack, it's my scholarly debut!



Teeth covers came up in a somewhat drunky conversation I once had with a friend about 3 years ago. My friend is the one that actually came up with the idea and I decided that it was going to go into my comic someday... I just needed to find the right time. What makes the right time now you may ask? I'm actually not sure if I have a good, logical reason for you. It just felt right to do it now. I'm relying on my artistic gut!

This Tuesday I'm doing my talk at the Met's 2010 Fellows Colloquia. My talk is called "Animals on Parade from Elam to Egypt: Narrative in Ancient Art (3000-1200 BCE)"- my friend Ava came up with the title. Anyway, I feel ok about doing this. Overall I'm much less nervous about this than I was with my orals so that's good... but this is definitely one of the more important talks I've ever given.... and they estimate 100-150 people being there. Thankfully I've been practicing it several times a day so this should be second nature to me by now. Wish me good luck nonetheless!