This Nostromo Warrior executes Vince Carter’s patented move to the basket.
This Nostromo Warrior executes Vince Carter’s patented move to the basket.




(0 votes, average: 0 out of 5, rated) Actually, I hate exceptional customer service, and that is what I’m greeted with at my comic book store of choice, Heroes World, located just north of Toronto.
Every time I go in, the staff actually acts as if they enjoy being there and sharing their enthusiam with clients - go figure. This “treat your customer well” philosophy might be great for business, but it kinda sucks for me, because I never seem to leave the store without purchases. Why are they making it so easy for me to buy?
I’m not a Super Hero genre fan, yet last week I left the store with “Superman, Red Son“. Today I left with the collected series from 1 - 14 of “The Immortal IRON FIST“.
I don’t like great customer service - no, I mean it.
If you happen to be in Toronto, please do check out Heroes World.




(0 votes, average: 0 out of 5, rated) I made a couple of signigficant discoveries last night in class -
1. Working with colour showed me just how little I know about colour.
Our teacher introduced coloured chalk last night; not a pretty picture (pardon the pun)
2. I don’t like charcoal.
I inhaled way too much charcoal dust in class. I’m going to stick with pencil for the time being!




(0 votes, average: 0 out of 5, rated) At long last, I had my 1st art class last night at the Art Gallery of Ontario Gallery School, or the Anne Tanenbaum Gallery School.
I was thrilled to be sketching a white cone and 2 white spheres on white foamcore with charcoal - no, really I was thrilled.
I can’t wait until next week’s class.




(0 votes, average: 0 out of 5, rated) I start art classes today at the Art Gallery of Ontario. I’ll probably begin shading spheres and cubes.
Gotta crawl before you can walk or run I suppose.




(0 votes, average: 0 out of 5, rated) I went to bed at about 3:00am this morning and maybe that’s the reason. Normally I have dreams about flying here and there - usually very exciting and entertaining dreams. However, I was so exhausted that I think my dreamtime was a bit wonky. I dreamt of an apocalypse - not the 4 horsemen kind, but a visually cool but really terrifying kind.
It reminded me of the final sequence in the 1985 film The Quiet Earth where the lead character, Zac Hobson witnesses a spectacular celestial event. In my case, it seemed like a couple of suns going super nova as well as asteroid plummeting to Earth. Then immense sky-sized sheets of ice crashed down on us.
Me and my party survived.
I am going to figure out a way to draw it - it won’t be soon, but I will be doing it.
Check out the final sequence of The Quiet Earth.