Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween!

Remember to vote or the spiders will getcha!

Voter Registration Day - Every Vote Counts

This was a scene I remembered from the Women's March - with a little girl wearing a homemade pink hat, standing with her sign. Out the window of the light rail there was a huge poster of Martin Luther King. That's was the girl's homemade poster message - which all added up to a scene I had to draw.

Optimism is the antidote to anxiety...

Optimism is the antidote to anxiety... so why not smile?

I'm afraid most of my social media posting has migrated to Instagram - it's just a lot easier to post things on Instagram than Blogger, which takes about 6 times as much clicking.

https://www.instagram.com/johnnezartist/

So I've fallen a bit behind.

Families Belong Together...

Families Belong Together....

David Nez - a new scholarly book - Mysticism and Magic!

Congratulations to my older brother, David Nez for getting his scholarly book into print about Mysticism and Magic! I can't wait to see it - having read lots of the excerpts on the blog.


It's with a UK publisher and has taken years and years of work to finally realize. So good things come to they who wait. It's got lots of original artwork which was a natural for Dave, since he's also been making art for decades, with international shows. He was in the Venice Biennial last year... where he visited as part of the exhibit.


So it's great to be the author of a scholarly tome like that I imagine. Congratulations Dave!

https://treeofvisions.wordpress.com/2018/04/14/the-tree-of-visions-visionary-traditions-of-the-western-world-has-been-published/


The book is based on the thesis that shamanism forms the deepest stratum of human culture, myths and spiritual practices worldwide. It illustrates how ancient beliefs and practices are still alive, albeit in new forms, in contemporary magic, neopaganism and neoshamanism. It concludes with scientific research into altered states of consciousness experienced by shamans: stages of trance, hypnogogic imagery, out of body experiences, near-death experiences, apparitions, etc. Multiple excerpts and references from authorities in the fields of history, archaeology, ethnology, neuropsychology, psychology, comparative mythology and other fields support this work. The book contains a number of my original illustrations and has an extensive bibliography.

Epic new sculpture arrives at the SAM

Yesterday I visited the amazing new John Grade 'Middletree' sculpture hanging in the lobby of the Seattle Art Museum. 

This sculpture is EPIC! It’s historic, scientific, ecological, recyclable, societal and just plain gorgeous and soul redeeming. Bravo Seattle... 

It's made of millions of little bits of cedar glued together by volunteers and community groups, so it's societal. 

This is so much better than those ugly Ford cars with lights that used to hang there. The only thing I don’t like is it will be recycled back to the woods in 3 years to decay... NO!  Those ugly cars were hanging in the lobby for decades... I say keep it longer! 

There are some amazing videos on youtube that show how it was built - John Grade - Middlefork Tree Sculpture.

http://www.seattleartmuseum.org/exhibitions/middlefork

Libraries & Cathedrals

I’ve been thinking a lot about how a library and a church fill so many of the same roles. Both are places people go for refuge and silence. A quiet place in a noisy world. They both offer consolations and hope for a better life. A library and a church both have people whose work is to offer guidance and help in finding a way to accomplish that.

Both a library and a church offer deep meanings to be discovered. They both offer the prospect of uncovering great rewards of knowledge and redemption after a bit of effort through learning. They both offer lasting joys that might change one's life and mind.

And they’re both run as community resources, usually hard pressed for every dollar spent.

I’m lucky that my library actually looks like a beautiful church - so needless to say it’s my favorite building to visit on a bike ride. Sometimes I go past on Sundays when unlike the church, it is totally closed. But I still like sitting beside it’s gothic arches to soak in the sense of peace and stability it offers. And when it’s open, even a simple walk up it’s curving granite staircase can feel like an edifying experience. 

I think libraries ought to deserve the same tax exempt status that churches enjoy… especially in this day and age when it’s the library and librarian who have to offer the final safety net to homeless populations who have slipped through every other safety net. 

So that’s that’s how I feel about my library. And beyond all that, sometimes I just like being around lots and lots of books. It is a heady, reassuring experience. In this age of vanishing books, it is wonderful to just have a lot of books that exist on the shelves, just being there. Real books... not virtual books. 

Happy Holidays!

Happy Holidays! My favorite holiday things are the tree, snow, twinkly lights in the dark and the day after Christmas, once all the pressure is off! Time to curl up with a good book.

The spirit of the season starts with a tree for me - along with giving away a bag full of books to Seattle Children’s Hospital felt just right. I saw so many people in despair at the hospital - understandably - and any little bit of joy a bookmaker might bring is work well done.

The magic of bookmaking...

First I hatch the plot... and that happens without any drawing. I don't rush. Many, many plots are turned away and recast until finally the right one arrives... usually half by accident.

The ideas are shy and hard to catch sometimes. But finally they peek out and get placed where they belong.

Next step is to have a casting call... and audition for all the character types that will belong to the story. I might invite 20 characters to try out... but on a select few will win.

And now the plot is decided - the characters are cast - the setting is decided and it's time to fill those 32 blank pages with a real book.

That's when the mumbo-jumbo-mixup-magic of putting it all together begins.

That's always fun - a big puzzle that keeps one occupied through an entire snowy season. So that's how I manage to spend my days all alone, pulling rabbits out of thin air.

The owls were hooting and cats meowed...

With a creak the barn doors open wide.

Scarecrow held up his lantern and cried

This is our night of Jokes and Jitters!

Tonight’s the night to pretend ourselves silly...

Pigs can be pirates and hogs can be frilly!

The washboard started thumping loud.

The owls were hooting and cats meowed.

Bessie the cow got dressed in a gown

with fancy buttons up and down.

Tonight’s the night to rouse this farm!

Out in the field where the cornstubble grew

stood poor old Scarecrow, hanging forlorn 

with his shirt all tattered and trousers torn.

With lantern lit, he scrambled for the barn

sayin’, "Tonight’s the night to rouse this farm!"

If mice had milliners...

If mice had milliners... and goats had goatees,

 there might be more round hat-boxes and muffins.

And fewer problems... who knows?