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Political Musings : What Do I Want to Conserve?

Thinking about our values, and which ones do we want to conserve?

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Personal musings at the end of a long election  campaign.

What do I want to conserve?

Our environment, because without an hospitable planet, there’s no viable economy!

Social diversity as much as biological, guaranteeing humanity’s long-term survival.

Sciences and education, because we will need all the available heads to solve issues born from the past, to face the challenges ahead. (No, there are no piranhas in the St. Lawrence River, but other exotic creepers such as Asian carp threaten these places.)

Public support for the artists, magazines and cultural organizations, for without creativity, without imagination, where are we going?

I need a cultural diffuser as CBC-RadioCanada because no eventual “official organ of the Party” will replace it  A mari usque ad mare. (As a Franco-Ontarian, the CBC is our own French language buoy! )

I am a staunch conservative for human dignity, honesty, and the liberty for women to choose their own path in life.

I want to get back to what is, for me, the original meaning of the word “religion“, reli-connected + ion-all, “to connect all”: building bridges between people, multiplying loaves of bread instead of fences.

Rhino-Bugs

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The flu season is upon us!

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Common cold and flu are the bane of the self-employed. And I really seem to catch those rhino-bugs (rhino- and influenza  viruses) at the same time, despite my best efforts to avoid them!

While waiting for the seasonal vaccine, wash your hands frequently!

My Cute Little Economic Life

.My cute little economic life!

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Two sites: Take back the economy, and how to reframe the usual narrative: The austerity story

Coping with Disappointment

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Coping with disapointments

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Disappointments are unavoidable in life. Better to prepare for it.

The first step of the professional disappointment ladder is classic, impersonal: like a negative response to a grant application.

The second disappointment degree is more intense as you suspect (rightly or wrongly) dishonesty or malice under the final choice.

The third degree is when your proposal is refused by people or artists you know and respect, and who also know you. That hurts!

The fourth level is when you learn through the media that the super-high-profile project organized by colleagues who never returned your calls /emails, will go forward … without you. Here, the long silence prepares the final shock.

The 4th degree, as described, has happened early in my budding career. Its impact was devastating. Doubt entered my life as an artist. I never found the same confidence in my art, my abilities since then. I became invisible in my peers’ eye.

It took decades and a new generation of artists/creators to get rid of my impostor syndrome. Drawing this comic, baring my soul was most difficult.

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My suggestions to manage your professional disappointment:

DO NOT respond or react before 24 hours have passed.

DO NOT name the organisation or express anger in public, nor share your bad experience and victim status on socia media. Accusing the agency of discrimination adds new problems: those feelling targeted will deny it anyway (not to mention the high trollin potential as soon as you mention the thing). And if the choice has been fair and perfectly innocent, you harm the organisation.

DO: all romping in private that feels good. Physical exercise, running, gardening, climbing up the curtains … help to evacuate the excess of energy. Afterwards, relax, read a good novel, savor chocolate or ice cream.

AND : work on the next project!

I found a constructive way to manage my disappointment this week: scripting this comic. The next day, instead of moping, I wrote two new complete science fiction short-stories (quite short). One was written in 20 minutes, edited, then sent as a submission in the next half hour.

Opening myself for a  potential disappointment…

Why my Reading Pile is always Growing

Why my reading pile is growing, Art and writing by Michèle Laframboise

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My pile is always growing. Here is a snapshot of the current pile. The yellow
paper-riddled book (under the Revue Planches) is The Algal Bowl, Overfertilisation of the World’s Freswaters  and Estuaries, which I consult often. Plus a number of unopened magazines I suscribe to…

Part of my current reading pile

It’s a sad realisation that I will never have the time to read all the *good* books from my writers friends…  So I must proceed to a triage. If the story can’t retain my attention in the first 20 pages, I stop.  If I don’t like the direction of a 800-page book, I quit.

It’s always  difficult to tell a writer friend I won’t read her-his book. Most of them understand. I  taste a lot of different novels, even the 1100-page Donna Tartt bestseller received as a gift…

Inspiration

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Inspiration

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This is what usually happens to my inspiration when I take too long getting ready…

But don’t let this stop you from creating!

Mental Cages

our mental cages feed prejudice

The joys of signing : finding space at a Con

Lack of space? Finding space in a Comic Con

Yes, every comic con has its hassles ! All artists compete for the “prime space lots” and, at the TCAF, for any signing space. (I did not get in this year, so may be in May 2015. The upbeat is that I will have graphic novels out.)

This inspired me this page, well retouched with Manga Studio, and a slight wink to Canadian astronaut Chris Hadfield, the ISS commanding officer.

For the science fiction afficionados (especially those who saw Gravity!) there are at least 25 totally irrealist or unexact things, besides kiosk 63 frail “bubble”: among them, the Canadarm has changed from 2004 (the new version here), and the Space shuttles were replaced by Soyouz ships…

Moreover, you can see a lot of obsolete art material floating around the signing table! Those who can spot my Ames Lettering Guide will be reward by a cordial salute at the next Con. Where? If you missed me in the TCAF crowd, I will be at the Image collections Comic shop, for the Bread and Honey festival of Streetsville (Saturday June 7th).