Walkings

posted 5/18/08 - ("5/16/08") - transported

2008-05-18T15:01:10Z

posted 5/17/08 - ("5/15/08") - the extra mile

2008-05-17T15:40:26Z

posted 5/16/08 - ("5/14/08") - good v. bad

2008-05-16T15:34:00Z

and then there were walls

2008-05-15T19:22:17Z

I don't usually give animation much thought. Not my gig. But HOLY CRAP! (link from Penny Arcade)

posted 5/15/08 - ("5/13/08") - funny

2008-05-15T15:10:24Z

posted 5/14/08 - ("5/12/08") - relaxing

2008-05-14T14:39:13Z

posted 5/13/08 - ("5/11/08") - relaxing

2008-05-13T15:31:15Z

posted 5/12/08 - ("5/10/08") - inertia

2008-05-12T14:05:51Z

posted 5/11/08 - ("5/9/08") - results

2008-05-11T14:45:37Z

posted 5/10/08 - ("5/8/08") - explosive

2008-05-10T14:30:38Z

posted 5/9/08 - ("5/7/08") - Harvey Keitel

2008-05-09T05:07:56Z

AND A POLL! I told Mimi I'd do a poll on Harvey Keitel's sexy rating among my readers, and lo and behold, I did! (and yes, I am moving back to Massachusetts, bizarrely enough.)

View Poll: Harvey Keitel's Hotness

posted 5/8/08 - ("5/6/08") - hungry

2008-05-08T14:18:41Z

posted 5/7/08 - ("5/5/08") - SR-512

2008-05-07T14:32:22Z

posted 5/6/08 - ("5/4/08") - bulgaria

2008-05-06T15:30:08Z

posted 5/5/08 - ("5/3/08") - plants

2008-05-05T09:09:37Z

posted 5/4/08 - ("5/2/08") - peas?

2008-05-04T14:05:49Z

posted 5/3/08 - ("5/1/08") - run run run

2008-05-03T14:53:00Z

posted 5/2/08 - ("4/30/08") - slogging

2008-05-02T14:02:38Z

May 1st Update

2008-05-01T04:29:46Z

What haven't I been up to this month? I've been in Seattle. Writing. Drawing. Knitting. Shipping books. Comic Festing. Making pies.

It was so lovely to get to travel for so long, but I must say that it has felt so good to be in relatively one place, to see my community here who I love so much, and to just breathe a bit.

Well, except for the stopping to breathe a bit. I have been so non-stop busy. But for good or bad, this worked well for my monthly experimental comic. I will be doing a strip a day about my life (in diary form) for the month of May. Along the lines of American Elf kind of thing. Probably some Eddie Campbell influence. Just snippets. All true (as true as memory can be), except I'll be changing most or all names. Not necessarily funny. They may change tone as I go along and discover more what I like to do with them.

For the first one, I wrote a diary of my entire day, and then re-read it a few times to decide which snippet I most wished to draw. For now, I think that is a good approach. Oh, and it will always run two days behind, because I live the first day, write and draw it the second day, and then it gets posted that night for the day after that.

You'll be able to see them daily as i post them on baldwinpage.com at 6:00 a.m. NYC time, or you can watch as I post them here at livejournal each day after I wake up and get computer access. They'll also be archived on Water Street.

Day 1 (p.s. octopuspie).

where you should be

2008-04-24T23:04:21Z

Stumptown Comic Fest

4/24/08 - Don't Forget! I'll be tabling at the Portland Stumptown Comics Fest this weekend, April 26th and 27th. Stop by!

-Christopher

April 1st Update

2008-04-01T04:41:49Z

I have been traveling for about half a year, and this past friday I finally returned to the Pacific NW. Here's a lovely pic from the last leg of my last flight of my trip, as I oh-so-demurely quaff my apple juice.

I have attended my first Sunday potluck, made two pies, babysat, picked up OTHER people at the airport, taken the bus, eaten a burrito. The list is complete.

Yes-yes, but what about cartooning.

Among other things, I created the premise and core characters for Mike Rouse-Deane's Guest Strip Project, as well as wrote and drew the first strip, main banner, and cast page. Mike Rouse-Deane has done several projects like this for charities. This one benefits the Make-A-Wish foundation. I was happy to contribute. (I hope you do as well, either in cartoons or donations!)

I also did the poster for the upcoming Olympia Comics Fest, which you can see here. I.... should be tabling. Let me get back to you on that one, but I want to. And you should drop by regardless. (But I WILL definitely be tabling at Stumptown in Portland on the 26th-27th).

And last but not least, this week's addition to the Water Street annals, a comic titled Unretractable, which I have nothing to say about. Or too much to put into words.

stupid stupid stupid

2008-03-19T20:24:48Z

sigh. Livejournal, why'd you gotta go south.

We all came here because the policies made it a safe place to build a community, and now it isn't, and I feel trapped here because it's where my community is.

I just spent the last hour or so readin about the whole thing. I'll do the strike at least. Ugh.

Stupid.

March 1st Update

2008-02-29T17:02:47Z

March already? I have so much to do.

I had a lovely February, including a cheerful birthday which included hot tubs and snowmobiles (beasts I do not love, but it was an exciting brief experience). And now I am about to embark to see some close friends in NY, then a wedding in Pheonix, and back to the Pacific NW in time for the Stumptown Comics Fest on April 26-27 (where yes, i will be tabling. Stop by!)

And then there's this month's comic.

I'm not even sure the feeling is hatred. But when I come back to my hometown, it wins. It is boxing with one round, and I'm sleeping on the floor til 3 is counted. And I've been here, and I've been pretty happy and feel good and confident these days, and so I thought I could go out and face it a bit, but I've always been a sucker in that way.

I've walked every street in this town in my youth, depressed and full of unjustified fear, and doing it again on any level just makes me sink into myself. And then I bumped into some folks I never wished to bump into again, and I suddenly was not even in my body.

Anyhow, so I got a beer and a veggie burger at the people's pint and scribbled out a comic. Not even a comic about it, as much as a comic which embodied my emotion and allowed me to not become present in my body again, while my hands did what they wanted to do.

Oh, and my hometown isn't a terrible place. This is my personal past, and little more. And this month has actually even given me a bit of resolution with it.

Anyhow. I'm actually working on a different experimental short, but didn't have it done. But this one, with its pencil sketchiness and its bizarre self-avatar... I've come to really like, and wanted to include it on Water Street .

Read it!

February 1st Update

2008-01-31T15:54:10Z

Well, December passed, busy, social, traveling. January was much the same, although I kept better organized and managed to write and draw a new comic. A somewhat dark piece, in a way which isn't something I normally would do, but it was fun to play with and I am pleased with it.

It's called Moved In. And as per usual, is linked from baldwinpage.com off of the Water Street page.

now, take four an twenty blackbirds...

2008-01-16T04:08:35Z

I don't think I'm actually OCD, although it's fun to say it sometimes, but I do have the ability to concentrate deeply on very detailed activities for long periods. This makes me adept at tasks such as cross-hatching or making pies.

Pies. You pour a couple cups of flour into a bowl and then you cut the cold butter into teeny-weeny cubes, adding them one by one and rolling them with your fingers in the flour so they don't stick to each other. You slowly add cold water to this until you have dough. Roll it out, cut little "v" shaped vents, and chill. Then, you peel the apples. I'm back in the east, so I have access to Macintosh apples again. Divide them into quarters, gouge out the seedy innards, and slice. If inspired, you put the peels in a coffee grinder or food processor and throw them in as well, all along with whatever random assortment of sugars and spices you feel like it. Maybe a little more butter or cheese.

And then you bake it lovingly, and take it out piping hot with the whole house smelling like heaven.

THAT is when you drop it on the floor.

And then you go to fetch your camera, because why loose such an impressive sight. After that, you're free to scoop up some bits that didn't touch the floor to taste. Yes, it was a lovely pie.

And strangely that felt like an accomplishment this evening. The making of the pie, and a taste of what it was. Makes me feel all zen (and shit), the road and not the goal and all that, but I was surprised at how little it bothered me.

Meh. Not too surprised I guess. I'm rather accustomed to me, being that I am me and all that.