The Elimination of Middlemen


The Bird Foley Vortex



©Robert Emmett McWhorter

This is a piece that sat unfinished for a long, long time. The pencil sketch, and pen and ink were completed in 2010, I believe, and some smatterings of color were added a little at a time. A black and white version of this work appears in Meowing on the Answering Machine.
It was such a chore to get the first parts of this done, I was still under some sort of curse that made producing any visual artworks a tedious and dreadful undertaking for a good decade or two.
That weight, that dread, has lifted, but I can’t say why or where it went. But, I’m glad it left. Most of the coloring for this piece over the last three or four days.


Mood Ink

Hildegard_von_BingenMy mood depends on the pen I use. Currently, I write with the blue ink of pontification. Where upon I reflect, turn inward to remember.

I save my black pen for hate mail. I could never write, “You dirty bastard batch of corporate bitch slime, you’ll burn like whisky farts in hell, with my blue pen, except of course in retrospect.

I save calligraphy for paying bills and writing checks. Cursive only when writing in the bath.

When I occasionally wait tables I use a shorthand hieroglyph system that all the line cooks seems to intuit and easily recognize. I spend most of my time carving woodcuts which I stamp on the back of postcards and drop into the confession box. The best thank you note is wrapped around a brick.