Chicago, Comics, and Visually Inspiring Materialism

Well, this weekend, I had the extreme pleasure of going to Chicago to visit my dear friends and I had an absolute blast! They of course were fabulous hosts and showed my all over the place. I am extending my deepest gratitude to both of them for an inspirational weekend.

We went to see a play that was just INCREDIBLE entitled METALUNA AND THE AMAZING SCIENCE OF THE MIND REVUE. They told me it would blow my mind and they were right. I was mesmerized. And I laughed my ass off. Which is always a good day in my book.

We also went to Chicago Comics I acquired some visual and tangible inspirations.

As a sidebar, on the comic topic, I am currently more of a graphic novel person than a comic gal, but my friend Mace really gave me the lowdown into the comic book revolution of modern day and I am becoming quite interested. Right now my favorite graphic novel is Chris Ware’s, “Jimmy Corrigan: The Smartest Kid on Earth”. It is depressing and quiet. My favorite flavors.

And before that was Daniel Clowes’ “Ghost World”…

But I can see investigating the comics suggested this weekend by my friend. I will save that post for later. She had some really good ones to discuss.

While there, I also picked up Giant Robot Magazine (similar to Juxtapoz, another favorite of mine) but this is all about “Asian culture and beyond”. I am sort of into the pop culture look, toys, and food residing in Asia and really would like to visit Japan someday, but I digress.

For my bag that represents what normal people would call a purse, I acquired some more buttons patches. My fav patch from this weekend:

I like his teeth.

I was sucked into Peecol toys and purchased this little lady to keep me company when I sing and paint:

You can interchange her body with other characters. Why? No reason. Just because you can apparently.

Check out this animation of the interchanging bodies! I like how he’s trying to impress her. And I like that she never is.

Before I drove down, I picked up some Kangaroo shoes because I’m secretly 36 going on 14 and need a place to put my loose change in that tiny little zipper pocket on the side. Tell me zippers on the sides of one’s shoes is not a kooky secret everyone wants.

Good stuff! And good times. I thank them sincerely. I can’t wait to go back.

Comments

Carrie said on Aug 18, 2008:

Hey! I have Kangaroo shoes, too. Mine are in blue and pink. I love them!

We can be 14 together!

carol said on Aug 18, 2008:

MOST excellent! Let’s! Cuz being a grown-up is incredibly overrated.

Mo said on Aug 19, 2008:

Hmm, I don’t know about you but I sure wasn’t able to drive a car, eat whatever I want, and stay up all night if I wanted to when I was a kid.

Never want to be 14 again. Teenage years were absolutely horrible. Literally traumatic.

Carrie said on Aug 19, 2008:

Ooh...good point. 14 means living at home with my parents again. I’m sweating just thinking about it.

carol said on Aug 19, 2008:

Well put both of you.

5!

5 was a nice age.

13-18 blew chunks.

T said on Aug 19, 2008:

Love love love Chris Ware. Jimmy Corrigan is one of my favorite books of all time. He also did some covers for some ragtime albums - apparently he is a fan of ragtime.

carol said on Aug 19, 2008:

T, isn’t it just precious? The whole damn thing. Someone is going to be my favorite person if they purchase that for the holidays for me. The library knows me by name with as many times as I have reserved it and oogled over it.

carol said on Aug 19, 2008:

And ragtime, eh? That’s seriously quite cool.

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