Call me 오빠
  • me:Wait...I'm older than you aren't I?
  • Violet:...
  • Oh wait
  • You are lol
  • me:You gotta call me 오빠
  • and you gotta say it in a really whiny voice
  • Violet:오오ㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗㅗ
  • 빠ㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏ빠바빱바바
  • me:Exactly

T-shirt design for boxer lee jaesung, who “wears thick black rimmed nerdy glasses (when not boxing).”  

Commissioned by L.G., who said, “People say he is the #1 hope of Korean boxing NOW.”

L asked for specific things. First, that I reincarnate Lee Jaesung as general Yi Sun-sin, of turtle boat (rendered above) fame. And second, that I attempt to make the style half Jack Kirby & half Powerpuff Girls.

No comment on the success (or lack thereof) of my attempts — but damn, his elbows look sharp. 

a mild & agreeable night

Summer bender. Days merging together. This was some time ago; the first Saturday in July. Mimi & I met in Hongdae for a meal & a meander. We spent a pleasantly decadent hour walking along the Walk You Want To Walk (겉고싶은 거리) & buying things. We also sat in a café and ate cake, another one of my favourite shamelessly self-indulgent activities. Unfortunately all the terrace seats were occupied by selfish chain smokers nursing their cups of ice. A disgrace! But we had a nice chat, Mimi & I. 

Anti-Humanism and Animalistic Tendencies in Post-Contemporaneous Trans-Siberian Ptolemology

LG asked me to do a “quick drawing” about “Anti-Humanism and Animalistic Tendencies in  Post-Contemporaneous Trans-Siberian Ptolemology” — the title of his poetry reading-disguised-as-a-lecture. 

Originally LG only gave me the title of the “lecture,” and the (false) name of the (non-existent) lecturer, a certain Paolo Shostakovich.

And although the title did strike me as a bit ridiculous, and the name Paolo Shostakovich returned zero Google search results, I drew the majority of this thing believing that Paolo was a real — albeit not yet famous — scholar, and attempting to figure out what the hell “Ptolemology” was. 

Anyway, for those in Seoul — it’s a real thing. Go & listen to poems that may or may not be about anti-humanism and animalistic tendencies in post-contemporaneous trans-siberian ptoyemology. 

Lion猫

"It’s a nice picture," he said doubtfully. "But it doesn’t look like a lion at all." 

That’s because it’s my cat. With rounder ears. This is exactly how he sleeps. 
 
Apparently “Myo” (猫) also means bunny (卯). I don’t know if it’s just my cat, or if it’s a little known fact about cats, but Myo hops just like a bunny whenever he’s running away from me me. 


At my desk:

Myo, looking by turns adorably pensive & demure.

My Kyungbang Clover typewriter from the flea market in Hwanghakdong (황학동). The shopkeeper (or rather, stall keeper) & I went over every inch of it. It was in perfect condition, except for a missing shift key, for which he gave me half off on the ribbon. 

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"Becker told us about you," said Harry. "He says you’re a writer." 
"I’ve got a typewriter." 
"You gonna write about us?" asked Stinky.
"I’d rather drink." 

- Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye

Hah! Give a woman a typewriter and she becomes a writer. 

Mermaid on the radio

This is a character from the manuscript of my friend’s novella—henceforth to be called W. Actually, she’s not really a character. She never actually appears. She’s just a voice on the radio pretending to be a mermaid and pretending to talk to her fish in slogans. But how would that work? How do you pretend to be a mermaid on the radio?

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