Am working on little men pictures. I should do more of this as it is important to have a bit more confidence with funny little people pictures as there is a demand for this sort of thing as an option to "cartoons". Jim Flora entered the mix along with Murray and Quentin Blake. Purusing the Flora website was the spur that yes, I needed to get going on this card and yes, I can try....I am not a total washup. So, the image just posted was my first attempt.

What is great is that I have the tools now to finish a hand drawn piece...and get it to a pretty nice level of presentation thanks to the valentines who taught me a lot about this sort of process. I am thinking I may want to work on little people in my spare time as having confidence in doing something like this might be very valuable in the day to day "we need a cartoon" expectation that often arises...

chasing my tail


Erich out. The baby is coming...or at least his wife's labor has begun. So, its just me for a week or so. But this baby has been very polite in letting us get through a big chunk of work prior to taking her daddy away from us. I do have quite a bit to do for the two of us..

At the House of Health again! and to my pleasure, Big Red was running a training session down the inlet for their eight man crew teams. They were taking it easy until the coaches had them race each other which was remarkable and graceful. Brawny and yet so tenuous and delicate. Loved it. What a great way to get the old brain going.

Just bought the nice paper I used for the Syracuse thesis for this new Hartford paper. I am getting some sample output from Picture Salon--particularly 3 big ones ( on canvas/gallery wrapped 36" x 48"). How to handle the smaller ones...I am still working out. I have buttons to buy. Am thinking square...though I have found diamond and oval shaped buttons as well...(unfortunately a bit too big/horsey). And personal postcards, am on it (psprint.com).

Woke up around 2:30 am. today with all sorts of problem solving and thinking. I was thinking about a body of work on stripped down/silhouette based (with only 2 flat detail colors) for a deck of Chinese Zodiac images. How about a Utamari based illustration for San Francisco with cable cars and bridges designed into her clothing? The sleeping pig...vector or hand drawn? And solved taxes, savings etc. for today. Am thinking of quarterly / semi annual 6" x9" 16-24 pp promotional publications to promote a body of work like the Pushpin Graphic publication or even U&lc.

Its late, the day has fled...and I need to sleep.

Mish mash mozzarella


This is the raw double happiness that I am going to edit with color/lines/tones.
I was looking at Chinese export china and want to better understand how the color worked--its a multiple series of weights of the same blue. Sometimes the grounds are a tinted grey green. Plus, the Chinese export illustrations and landscapes are divine. There could be some traction around a body of work generated from this adoration of these china patterns. I have always loved this blue and white pattern(s) and buy it whenever possible. I had a little stash of saucers and bowls that I brought home from San Francisco to feed this fire. So, this picture (with the double happiness symbol from Chinatown) speaks to these acquisitions...and the valentine theme.

Had a nice chat with Murray so that I can further describe the 80/20 rule in my thesis. He, as always, nailed it with good analogies and language. I wish I could be so smart and succinct. I got a great series of notes and feedback from Doug at Hartford which I can put into action. So, left foot, right foot. I am forward moving....I ordered my prizes to give out on graduation day (Luckystone Prizes). I don't think I can find the volume of luckystones to tie to each present...but we have some time and Kitty (with her eagle eyes) to comb the Luckystone beach for them. I am quietly pretty pleased with these prizes...and though small, they will, I hope, have some meaning.

I have "I love Fu", and the soon to be done" Double Happiness" for the San Francisco pictures. I am researching pigs as I still want to do the sleeping pig picture... I was also thinking of doing some silhouettes of the Chinese zodiac symbols (a la John Alcorn)--for the talk too. The sleeping pig might be vector...?~ Something to look forward to...

Ordered some great stuff from the Regional Access (local wholesaler to local restaurants that we locals can buy from). Alex is eating like a nut these days...devouring fresh mozzarella as if we have the mozzarella bush out back. So a big mozz is coming our way along with big containers of pesto and parm. to keep his engines stoked. The wonderful lady who took my order pointed up a great deal they have on natural (sold at GreenStar) chicken thighs (less than $2. a pound). She also told me about this 40 lb box of chicken ribs (perfect for soup she raved) . The entire box for $10.

Today was a mountain of small stuff. I am Sir Edmund Hillary standing on top of my tiny summit!

Natural History pranks.


Look at the scrollie ribbons on this thing...with the details interspersed from coffin to scythe. Flipped image/detail... And the hourglass (from the tombstones) winged (which some are) along with the more realistic skull, but gynormous shinbones that cross beneath/behind it. Ohhh, look at the skeletal hand holding something in the right and left corners. Sensational.

Up at the lake for the night and today. Rob is hoeing out Professor Wells' tool shed separating old chemicals and poisons from newer ones, metal and wood parts. Professor Wells was a professor of paleogeology at Cornell. He was a great collector of crap, a great maker of do-dads out of iron, and had a certain aesthetic which we lovingly refer to as "Wellsian". More of his touch gone....A- M E N. 

Rob discovered a nest of little robins which he showed us. These babies were quite remarkable as it was almost cartoonish where there was absolutely no visible bodies to these birds-- just these golden radiant suns (five of them) that were their beaks that if anything moved, they would immediately open--with a view down their throats. These yellow circles with views down their necks look like targets to drop the food into. No question what was going on there. If we didnt move it all, the little suns went away, and we saw tiny little brown and black heads, with eensy black beaks...all seemingly unrelated to the radiant suns. Freakish.

The trillium have opened as have the daffodils. We have forsythia with the lilacs being hard buds. Kitty filled all five bird feeders and two suet boxes so we should have wonderful birds flocking for our amusement and their pleasure. Just sited--3 male goldfinches, a female goldfinch and a thrush. Kitty found a skeleton and is bleaching it--wondering and watching, proclaiming its for her nascent Natural History collection. We have a single raccoon tail in the driveway independent of a pile of fur puffs under the trumpet vine. And I found two tiny bright blue crab claws (lake crabs>?) that are added to this collection. Kitty figured if RISD could have a natural history collection, why couldnt she? I am on board with this as it will give me permission to purchase moth earred taxidermy and know it has a welcome home. A Jackalope? What next?

Back on track


Finished up the first round on the paper and got to Murray and Doug. Murray called yesterday around noon very positive about the content, the work and the actual paper. He was very complimentary and kind...which makes me proud. Also, a bit hesitant as it now has to be better in the final. I guess I will hear from Doug at some point. After that, I will hire an editor and then refine. The work needs to be refined (some redrawn). And, there is one valentine on the desk that is to go into the final. Time to polish and finish. This is why there has been a lull in my writing my daily drivel to you....too much going on in this arena and work(!). Bizeee...

Speaking of Murray, his work and words are featured this week on Leif Peng's very interesting and expansive blog, Today's Inspiration. I highly recommend Murray's entries as it portrays what illustration studios were and how talent was brought along and emerged from this system. When I started as a designer at Corning Glass Works, we had an illustration studio in town that did line drawings and gouache paintings of Corningware, Pyrex and the consumer products for their catalogs and sell sheets. These poor devils had illustration jobs, but not the more glamourous jobs the Cooper Studio and even Pushpin had for their artists. But there was work for renderers, inkers, painters even in Corning, New York. Now the concept of an illustration studio seems inconcievable except in the case of illustration based companies such as Hallmark and American Greeting Cards. I also recommend the entries on Murray for a peek into the risks he took as a brash, young man with tremendous talent and occasionally not the most perfect timing. I love the illustrations from the baseball player and the wacky machine (the early version of the man machines he did for U&lc), the armidillo, the wonderful wolverine and the wealth of whimsical pen and ink work he did. It is a real shot in the arm for me...a gift to keep going and to not pick fights...Murray is an inspiration with his work, his persona, his gift as an educator and mentor and a friend. And, bless Carol for letting him do what he had to do to become this person we know and adore.

Zina Saunders, wonderful illustrator, insightful writer and all round high energy person noted the Peng entry on her page on the Drawger site. She also included an illustration she has done in a woodcut style that is fabulous. This artist never stops.... Wonderful work, wonderful writing and very interesting and wonderful comments on her page. Take a look.

I am hot on little people drawings. I loved Murray's baseball player for the spirit of the little man the simple face, the feeling. I was looking (and I admit, reading Roald Dahl's Matilda) at Quentin Blake's illustrations and was prompted to take all of the examples (BFG, Esiotrot, The Witches)off the bookshelf to see his work. Blake also has a very cute and amusing website that presents illustration content in a very happy, nontraditional way (categorically) and uses an almost "cloudlike" table of contents with flash animation to enliven and make the site sparkle as much as Blake does. His writing and storytelling is wonderful. And, Blake shares pictures of his studio, his house, his life that adds to the humanizing the legend. Love his pencil neck children along with the imperious, ogre like grown ups often with bad facial hair and warts. Now that I am looking at little people--I am going to have to plunge in. I have a birthday card to design for a client...and illustration definitely is in order.

Now that the valentine piece is coming along, time to design some heart patterns for end pages and section transitions. I am mulling over whether I do a perfect bound publication with Lulu or whether it is wire-o from Lulu. Though the perfect bound is pretty, the requirement of the paper is no printing on the backs. I think that wire-o might suit that better. Plus, they have a few nice color options that could be good. Need to order fu dog buttons (and a few more as there is no limit to the numbers of images to include in the order) and a postcard or two. Nothing over the top. Also need to get some sample output done on canvas and on maple plywood. The wood could be great with black printing on it...24" x 36" panels. But big canvas ones could be good....I should get a sample of each and see which works.

The image at the top is from my work on Avian Flu. I have been a bit wired (read neurotic) about the new Swine Flu (which is now PC to refer to as H1N1). Swine is better than avian for me because at least the vaccines are not incubated in pigs...just eggs. Plus, if you knew the annual flu statistics that we all do not even miss a beat on, 30,000 people die annually from the the "regular" flu. But, the full on pandemic is not someone wants to go through--and I have taken it to a mental image of a Bruegal-esque moment of death and destruction, catherine wheels and fog, a barren landscape of sorrow. Bird headed doctors (the plague masks were bird beaks that had a scented cloth in the beak to stave off the stench of the dying), carts of corpses rattling down Camp Street. Nothing is impossible in the world that grips me at three in the morning (won't life be great once menepause is over?) What is in this head transcends a school closing and please wash your hands and cover your mouth precautions. I am happy though that the family of man...globally, are behaving consciously and responsibly to maybe make this a quiet emergency versus a global trauma. There may be some pig pictures coming to the fore....

New web concepts we need to talk about later: Issuu, Squarespace
New vendors: Justbuttons

And I have a new wonderful surprise I am not spilling until I try them.... I am THRILLED to be so witty!

More later, my friends.

Porcine apologies


It was tactless of me to post the pigs. It was unintentional as I was doing research for a picture of a sleeping pig for a picture to illustrate the Chinese belief in these dormant pinkies being a charm for a happy house. With the Swine Flu on everyone's mind (except mine, it seems), it seems inappropriate. I apologize for my tackiness. I have been reading about this Swine Flu and am a bit worried about the state of the world, the state of the health of our children and the economic spin that could happen should a pandemic roll through. No more sleep for me. I had this before prior to the Avian flu fear ripping through the media. But, this seems more real with our President O making statements, the school sending letters and a high mention on the radio every morning and evening. Frightening. I hope with the positive reactions the Mexicans are having at their airports and Mayor Bloomberg is having in NYC can effect staving off this possible pandemic. The sleeping pigs were cute though..and a picture of one lying on a little pillow with a blanket are cute too.

It is remarkable weather today. Bright blue skies. Cloudless. Bright grass and the frillilaria and daffodils blooming. Shady Grove is relishing her naps on the porch with deep growls in her throat as the passing parade of pooches and people stroll by Camp Street.

Gotta go. Volunteered to help R. out with some typography they need tomorrow. Yikes.

true love


The weekend became a blur. We dusted and cleaned on Saturday at the Luckystone. The place was covered in that fine gritty plaster dust due to spackle (yay) and general construction dust (yay--new furnace, new pass through water heater, new filter system all in place in the newly configured former closet now energy center) and new vents. So a bit topsy turvy. I remembered the savior of our moving into the Camp House and the zillions of years of mites, motes and dust-- the ultimate dust buster, the Hoover Floor Mate machine. The name does not express how wonderful this thing is.. First it is a dry vaccum (if thats what you want) but the transcendent part is that it can be a wet floor scubber combined with the vaccum...so you can pull all the dust up, then run a quick wash and pull up all the scungy water along with it. Two or three passes on a room on a warm day ( it went up to 93˚ on Saturday and HUMID) and you have it covered. Plus, they make all sorts of megamixes with Lysol or Old English which actually does a bit more. So, I took a spin at the first floor floors and Alex, so inspired, took on the second floor. Lots of top mopping, and dusting. R. sorted all the copper that came out of the walls and organized all the materials (go,stay, reuse, to the dump) along with no end of other projects that he automatically and continually did. Saturday p.m. We took the kids to Shortstop for the promised Suicide Sandwiches (a hometeam favorite of the favorites, the ultimate of bribes)--and we sat outside watching these sandwiches be sucked down (can you say floor mate?) in rapid order. Kids then had time on the commons (Kitty and a friend to go to the basement of Trader Ks (a consignment store) for prom dress shopping, and Alex and friend to buy vinyl records). Rob and I went off to Home Depot for cleaning supplies and boring parental purchases. I bought a small quantity of groceries at Wegmans while R. got a haircut.

Then, to pick up the kids, we went inside Blue Bird Antiques, my new favorite antique place. The owner has a pechant for exactly the same things I adore. The odder the better. She had ton of masonic posters, framed prints, medaillions, necklaces, and these teaching scrolls (one I had to buy). This scroll is covered in symbols from the all seeing eye, to Hirams Temple, to a picture of George Washington with his apron on. There was the slipper and the sword next to angels coming down a diagonal latter from heavenly clouds. Wigged and wonderful....and now MINE> There is a bunch of Chinese propeganda posters, indian common art (and figures), wonderful photographs of Native Americans, great frames (for work) at a good price. It is not give away cheap, but the stuff is terrific and the edit that happens in the buying is wonderful. Cannot say enough about what an inspiration this place is. Illustration reference out the ears!

Sunday was spent by some organizing and others (me) cooking for the organizers and writing. I am within an eyeshot of completing the thesis work. I hadnt thought about the writing, but as I have 14 pieces versus the minimum of 6, that would increase the work section by almost 2.5x--thus the time. I find the writing very revelatory as it is forcing me to think chronologically and actually surface some of the unconscious stuff that normally isn't peered at. So, on the way. May make the May 1 deadline (certainly going to try)--and then after that, I will amend the illustrations per the SF contact, and redo the Double Happiness as it has a kernel of an idea, but isnt there quite yet.

Must go. Have a special education committee meeting I am committed to attend at 9. This week looks doable (I hope) with not too many specials to keep me from finishing projects and hopefully starting new ones.

>> For more on the Suicide Sandwich, please reference "Tasty-Ass Sandwiches of the Ivy League: The Hot Truck Triple Suicide" by Nick Summers

Saturday start.


Had a great talk with the wonderful Murray and he pointed up that silhouettes were of value sending me to a site of an artist, Diana Bryan who uses the form amusingly and of course, to the one of the kings of styles, Mr. John Alcorn (example shown above). What a delight! So, encouraged, I am going to bop around a bit on this and see if anything comes off the pen.

Am still horsing around with the fu dog. It was missing something, so I output the illustration and starting working right on top of the output. From that, it actually happened versus the sometimes frittery thing that happens with trace (albeit, other great things happen with trace...so no malice or ill will there). I will post the mid step for you to see...but a bit more twiddling with it...laying some short gradients in the corners and behind the point of the heart (at top) and maybe a bit of tone behind the heart. Might look at some vector rays in black just to see what happens...But putting this image in a background grounds the image and from the silhoutte image I formerly had (and liked and could have stopped with), this image has gone another place with the whomping up of the background. You can tell me what you think, okay?

Went to the Flax sale yesterday afternoon. Its sort of a rite of spring--women stripped down to bathing suits or tank tops and running shorts, tearing off their top layers and diving into boxes fiilled to the top with linen clothing. The ladies manning the show, wearing bright tees and facemasks due to the heavy linen residue, pushing shopping carts of tried on clothes, back to the bins, separating this type from that--and watching a new batch of box divers, grab and try on the garments as they are returned. There were garment resellers, ebayers who had piles, literally piles 48" tall that they were developing in sizes, each shirt/dress/pants/etc. gently laid one on top of the other... Thousands of dollars worth of new clothing which they could easily double. The prices are good. Normally a Flax shirt can go for around $80. At the sale, they are $25.-$30. so you can see why the frenzy is so exciting. And, you can also see why Flax is the "look of Ithaca"--which is terrific as the ithaca ladies have great alternative style and put this look to the test with a mix and match that is not "country club". I was very restrained and bought a few things... figured I would push the old stuff to use...and be discriminating this year (which is hard...but the right thing to do).

We are off to the Luckystone for spring cleaning, getting rid of the plaster dust, the litter and mess that happened with the great pipe freeze. Gotta go. Kinder are here needing to be packed into the car before we lose momentum.

Flax Nation 2009

Flax Sale

This Friday and Saturday and Sunday.
Friday 10 a.m.- 7 p.m.
Saturday 9 a.m.- 5  p.m.
Sunday  10 a.m.- 4 p.m.
New location (at the"shops at Ithaca" Mall)
Plan on it.

Local Holiday around here. The Tribe will convene!

silhouettes on my mind.

wonderful drapery fabric from my sister in law's house. Did I say that I love silhouettes and still am waiting to do a body of work on silhouettes. However, after last summer when my classmates at Hartford abused silhouettes as a cheap way to do a project, I have been reluctant to let this love bubble up. But, here we are,  eight months later and I am still in a later about them. Hmmm.

Have a luncheon today. Rushing to get stuff done. And guess what>? Just like bubblegum on your shoe, this logotype project that no one seems to be able to define "Need something simpler that has more of a visceral emotional hook". So, I have a few more days to see what could pop up. Just had a good meeting to get some better idea of the visceral emotional hook...and think with a dollop of schmaltz, I might be able to come up with something that might work. I hope... 

visceral emotional hook, I love it.

Reworking the double happiness to really work/be designed in  a heart shape.
More later.

funkibones


Working my way out of an illustration funk. I kept sketching and nothing clicked. Nothing. But, the double happiness symbol kept surfacing in my thinking...so I am doing a quick sketch (nooks and crannies of time today) of a chocolate box style valentine of the double happiness combined with florals... which, If I really design this thing, it could be nice...but over the top with the dragons too. So, dragons one and chocolate box one (or maybe it's candied lychee nuts or dim sum?) Need to get back on the illustration beat. Have a few sections still to scribe in the paper due on May 1st. So, a bit of leaning into the paper with a bit of energy on the illustration is needed.

Ordered a new tower the week before the trip. My computer is seconds from meltdown--and is close to nine years old. So, a new macintosh is coming to me. I am tired of waiting and waiting for the image to change and not being able to work in more than one program at a time. Its very exciting--but really needed. My productivity is compromised.

So, more linoleum cutting needs to happen. This amazing student we saw at Hampshire, Wilson Kemp, had some extrodinary linoleum prints that he cut on golden cutthat he printed at Amherst College. We saw a ton of letterpress work (simple stuff but really pretty) at RISD with the student guides chattering excitedly about how wonderful the letterpress was. Then we went off to have mexican food at Taqueria Pacificaand adorning the walls of this restaurant (on one side of the room) and bar on the other (separate operations) was a ton of experimental letterpress work (letters...no images). Taqueria Pacifica was part of the AS220 Artists Collective who define themselves this way:
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AS220 is a non-profit community arts space in downtown Providence. Our mission is to provide an unjuried and uncensored forum for the arts. If you live in the state of Rhode Island, you will get an opportunity to exhibit or perform at AS220.

AS220 is part Incubator and part Bazaar.
We also build new audiences and infrastructure for artists to stimulate the cultural mulch in Rhode Island.

So, they offer studio space, living space, performance spaces, a restaurant/bar and a letterpress shop for the members of AS220. I want to know how soon I can join! It is wayyyytooo cool.

So, circuitiously I am so charged about printmaking, scratchboard making. But first more images, images to correct and paper prelims to finish. I also found some way cool alternative resources that I am reluctant to broadcast until I try them out for myself. Just need to shake these old funkibones and get them moving to create and finish.

Homeward

We toured RISD yesterday after tromping up the hill to Brown, seeing the extreme temples of learning and libraries,touring the Brown greenhouse of plant exotica, and viewing the senior textiles and apparel show from RISD. Brown and RISD are both beautiful campuses that live in the ( for us) newly exquisite Providence. RISD was good-- the freshman foundation program is solid, the problem/ solution approach is good but it really didn't drastically stand out as much as the school's reputation sets it heads and shoulders above everybody else. Our tour guides were not impressive-- ditsy and vacuous--though I will not base my impressions of the student body on those two. Great art supply shop-- though the selection and volume of book choices were sadly limited. RISD now offers an extremely limited dual degree program with Brown (only 18 students last yr)-- the whole attractiveness of " bio at Brown" kind of means one or two classes.

After our time on the campuses -- complete with full blown daffodils, magnolia trees, forsythias and budding cherries, we went to the Apple store to have Alex's iPod fixed. They replaced it. Phew!

Dinner was thanks to Yelp! A website / iPhone app which I have that is about rating and adding local restaurants, stores etc.for others -- and you can select/ find places that are close to you. We went to Tacquiria Pacifica which was a few blocks from our 4 star hotel accomodations (thx to hotwire). This order at the counter place had great, inexpensive food ( the fish tacos hands down looked like the winner of the evening-- Alex had 3!) with a bar on the other side of the room if you wanted drinks. This place supported the AAS220-- an arts community outreach, galleries and events( with studios, housing -- even a letterpress shop for members. There was a live band ( with one of the featured instruments being a tuba!) and a way groovy group of artist / cool folks eating and hanging out. Cassetti dug it "word, dog" as he is quick to confirm.

Providence

We visited my brother and his family on Thursday in Manchester. He took us off on a driving tour to Appleton Farms in Ipswich. While we were there I cajoled the group to go to the Ipswich burial grounds where some of our ancestors were along with some nice examples of urns and willows --1600s style. It's curious though not odd that each burial ground has a local style of popular imagery, language and typography / lettering. The Granery more spirit effigies and skulls and hourglasses-- Ipswich more urns, heavy lettering and willows . The hand of the carver illustrator or the carver letterer. It was a beautiful clear spring day to boot.

Yesterday we saw Clark University in Worcester. Great school but not a great fit with the home team. Excellent psychology, geography and biology. Emphasis on undergrad research and community service. Five yr masters program with the fifth year free if you keep your gpa above 3.25. Only problem is the area is not fab and there was an attitude ( this is me speaking) that was a little prideful and smug. Everyone was a bit too special to themselves.

We are seeing RISD today-- and home tomorrow.

Granary Burying Ground on Tremont Street in Boston, Massachusetts is the city's third-oldest cemetery.














from Wikipedia>>
The Granary Burying Ground is the 3rd cemetery established in the city of Boston, dating to the year 1660. The need for the site arose because the land set aside for the city's first cemetery, King's Chapel Burying Ground located a block east was insufficient to meet the city's growing population. Early in its existence the area was known as the South Burying Ground until 1737 at which point it took on the name of the granary building which formerly stood on the site of what is now the Park Street Church. In May 1830 trees were planted in the area and an attempt was made to change the name to “Franklin Cemetery” to honor the family of Benjamin Franklin, but the effort failed.

The Burying Ground was originally part of the Boston Common which originally encompassed the entire block, but two years after the cemetery was established the southwest portion of the block was taken for public buildings, which included the Granary and a house of correction[2] and the north portion of the block was used for housing.

Tombs were initially placed near the back of the property and on 15 May 1717 a vote was passed by the town to enlarge the Burying Ground by taking part of the highway on the eastern side, (now Tremont Street). The enlargement was carried out in 1720 when 15 tombs were created and assigned to a number of Boston families.
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I was struck by the extrodinary liveliness of line, of spirit and of image that was expressed at this significant graveyard. Yes, there were many stones that were to the raw eye, probably developed, cut and finished by the same artists. However, even in those "gimme one of those" moments, how each stone had a special attitude, spirit that suited the stone that was selected (with many of them having the carving and lettering conform to the basic shape of the stone), the depth and fineness of the line, and the expression of the faces/skulls. I was intrigued by the way the wings even in this small community of stones were different from a central form from which feather forms developed either horizontally or vertically. There were some pomegranates, pinecones, masonic symbols, and sometimes a stacked spirit effigy and skull combination.

I am charmed by the stone with the heart as the central vehicle to hold the type . In the same manner, I am charmed by the stone with the urn that holds the type. This is originality that is not the same as the look in this neighborhood for the afterlife. I just got a great book on American printer's woodcuts/etchings. There are a few examples of handbills notifying the public of a death at this same time. It is a fascinating juxtaposition that somehow dimensionalizes these stone versions....Unfortunately, I didn't shake poor old Memento Mori out of my system when I stopped a while back. I think there are more images (perhaps a bit more refined) but more images nonetheless.