Another town, another train.
Nothing lost and nothing gained.

No. Wait. Those are lyrics from an ABBA song.

Another Friday, another newsletter
Nothing to read is ever better. 

There’s a good way to get started.

Welcome to the sixteenth issue of the Skook Works in Progress newsletter. It’s been a more eventful week than I would have preferred. I would prefer to just stay home and draw and occasionally hang out with friends. This week … I had to stay home and draw and avoid people for the good of humanity.

But we’ll get to that after the pictures.

Greeting Card Conversions

The following are the last examples of my before (scans of hand drawn and colored art) and after (digitally edited and updated) greeting card designs. I did the first versions of most of these back in 2013. I did more than fifty of them and these are the final designs that needed updating. The current versions are all available for purchase in my Zazzle shop.

Everyone Needs a Hobby

There are so many uses for a chainsaw other than carving up random tourists for the family sausage business. Carving sculptures is one creative one. I hear you can use them to cut down trees as well.

Chainsaw sculptures can be used to decorate the grounds of your family sausage business and attract more tourists! Marketing is everything!

Working for Bones

What’s in your lunch box?

Or is it a lunchbox? Is a really a suitcase filled with extra socks? A carrying case for an unusual musical instrument? A kit bag for a cat assassin? Is he a good boy or a bad boy?

Any Other Friday

If Friday the 13th is your day for chopping up horny teenagers, what do you do with the other 51.2 Fridays that don’t fall on the 13th day of the month? And what do you do on the other six days of the week?

You could garden. You’ve got more tools at your disposal than just a machete. Gardens are good places to dispose of bodies and said bodies can enrich the soil.

Cognitive Dissonance

Most people seem to hate clowns. Most people seem to like cats. What happens when you combine the two?

You get the apocalypse of course. Or maybe you just get a sardine custard pie in the face.

Yumm.

Shall We Dance?

Of course we shall. Any other answer is the wrong one.

Dance at dawn. Dance in the afternoon. Dance on into the night.

HOOOOOOO?

Last week I said I’d be designing a calendar featuring the Mighty Nizz for 2022. Zazzle has a template that looks like it will work for the project. There will be twelve full page illustrations. Maybe thirteen if I use a different image on the cover. It is, of course, a work in progress.

The above image is my process gif for the first illustration I completed for the project. The calendar will probably only be available through Zazzle. If you’d like to have Nizz staring at you before then, she and her feathery friends are available now on a variety of merch in my Redbubble store.

These Days …

Bleah.

We have a new housemate. She’s here a little earlier than we planned. Officially she wasn’t going to move in until May. She stayed here for a week last month to be sure that her cat and our cats could get along. The visit was success. Flax and Chemo and Sabe reached cat detente and even worked their way up to some moments of playful interaction.

We thought the new housemate would be able to move in during April, being here completely by May 1st. She had some medical problems that she couldn’t put off that made moving her stuff and cleaning the apartment too much to manage so things got delayed for a month. She was getting those problems handled when she started to get sick in unplanned ways. The kind of sick where one loses ones sense of smell and taste. Where one coughs a lot.

She got tested and came up negative for covid.

She got sicker and was having a hard time taking care of herself and her cat. So we offered to have her stay here until she felt better. No biggie. It wasn’t as if she had the plague.

Except she was having constant coughing fits. So we took her to the emergency room. Where they diagnosed her as having covid.

That happened Saturday night. We’d been wearing masks to avoid catching her cold or flu so we had some protection. On Sunday Sarah and I went to an urgent care to see if we could get tested for covid. Sarah got her second dose of vaccine Thursday morning last week. I got my first on that afternoon. The urgent care folks said we would need to wait five days to get tested and that our vaccines wouldn’t be fully effective until two months after the second dose. Probably. New virus. New treatment. Not enough history to be certain of anything really.

Our housemate has her own bedroom and bathroom. Quarantining her is relatively easy. We’ve got masks and gloves. I called in covid to USPS. I have plenty of sick days and no one wants a possible plague carrier in the station so there was no argument.

I’ve spent a good part of the rest of this week in bad mood. I have a better understanding of why some people are lousy at plague safety. I feel fine. I don’t think I’m sick. I didn’t do anything to try to get the plague. I’m just helping a friend. Shouldn’t I get to just keep on with life as normal? Shouldn’t I be able to go to work and hang out with the rest of the world? Why should I be inconvenienced when I’m healthy?

In general I place being responsible to and for others over following my whims. I also know that shit happens even when you’re being careful. So I may be grumpy but I’m grumpy about the situation. I’m grumpy about the culture and the systems that have allowed (even encouraged) the current mess.

I’ve also been getting a lot of artwork done. It’s the sort of art that takes advantage of being cranky. Bonus!

Our housemate’s health has been improving. When she was at the emergency room she got a dose of the drug cocktail that the 45th President had received. It seems to have helped, as have the various meds and vitamins she’s been taking since. Her cat and our cat are getting along. Sarah has been very patient with both our housemate’s needs and my attitude.

We’ll be in the weeds for a bit yet but we’re forging ahead.

Thank you for dropping by. I hope you are doing well. I hope you are healthy. I hope you are in a good mood. If not, I hope you’re able to use your mood for something that will give you satisfaction down the line. See you next Friday!