Skip Williamson's Blog
Skip Williamson
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- Atlanta, Georgia, USA
- Birthday
- August 19
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- Cartoonist, writer, artist, unrepentant insurgent, publication designer, pornographer and an aggravating carbuncle on the ass of Culture.
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Green is good. Matches
your eyes. The pearls are
lustrous.
Like you.”
6:06PM - “Suede,
Thanks
for the correction about Lisa
Wu Hartwell's husband. I
will
rectify…”
November 01, 2009 11:37AM - “Nice memory. Nice
shoes.”
October 29, 2009 08:37PM - “Sex is magic, intimacy
is transcendent, love is where
it's
at. Even if it's
just…”
October 23, 2009 02:47AM - “It could just be that
that which you love and and
are proud
of is exactly what
yo…”
October 21, 2009 03:01PM
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"This is absurd. This is absurd".
--Sigmund Freud (last words)
My daughter, Rita, made breakfast for the Real Housewives of
Atlanta this week.
Rita is a chef. She works for Opera, an opulent Atlanta nightspot
that caters to beautiful people willing to tolerate -- and pay high
dollar for -- the/… Read full post »
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire...
--T.S. Eliot
When I was a kid preeminent writers, poets and notable celebrities were entertained in my home. Beguiling and legendary characters like John Ciardi,/…
There are those on Open Salon who jealously guard the written
word. Not surprising considering that this territory was
settled, fenced off and farmed by writers.
Cartoons can be a powerful medium. Boss Tweed said about
Thomas Nast "Stop them damn pictures. I don't care what the papers
writ… Read full post »
There was an excitement in Canton, Missouri, when the
Mississippi reached flood stage.
The river would rampage nearly every year. Sometimes it simply
crept across Highway 61 north and south of town and then began to
recede. But other times it was more angry and bent on
destruction.… Read full post »
My friend, Suzy the Floozie, would bring me bags of toys. 50 gallon Hefty bags filled with Happy Meal toys, tiny spacemen and alien creatures, Disney tchotchke, gaudy trinkets and horrific gee-gaws, gllttery beads and king- cake babies, little army men and cowboys and Indians and batgirls, small jac… Read full post »
If you can fake that, you've got it made."
--Groucho Marx
Because I was the young, hip guy in the Playboy art department, I'd get the young hip assignments. For instance, I'd work monthly with editor, Kate Nolan, producing whatever the/…
--Germaine Greer
The night I met Francy I went home with her. We didn't leave the bed for a week. She had been dating a science fiction writer, but he'd been atomized. The hot avaricious/…
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of pas/… Read full post »
I want to be Bob Denver on acid playing the accordion.
-- Nicolas Cage
In 1969 I was working as a junior book designer for Playboy's book division. My boss was Don Myrus, who'd/…
It's hard to find someone that can be kind and you can trust
enough to leave your kids with, and isn't afraid to throw
her man up against the wall and lick him from head to toe."
--Tori Amos
… Read full post »
and seldom even ordinarily respectable."
-H. L. Mencken
As anyone with a sense of history knows, the link between Organized
Crime and Organized Politics in Chicago was so solid it was often
difficult to discern one from the other, especially during/… Read full post »
4am
A few years ago I was talking to Kelly. She was in the final
throes of a romantic relationship. I told her "Your boyfriend has
one of the most wickedly interesting profiles I've ever seen".
"Maybe you should draw him," she said.
"I'd rather do a drawing or a painting of… Read full post »
I waited outside Arthur Paul’s office for about half-an-hour –- a short wait I was to find out. Art directors hustled layouts under his nose hoping for his initials but knowing, in their heart-of-hearts, that he would make major changes.
Art Paul was the consummate Art Director and he kne
…
Traditionally, in the comic book business, one guy writes,
another pencils, another letters, another inks, another colors.
It's a bit of an assembly line and, to my way of thinking, it
dilutes the product. What could be an artist's vision
becomes not-Art.
Along came the underground cartoonists in th… Read full post »
Mrs. Motley was a large woman. An English teacher at Canton High
School, she was also an Enforcer.
Back in the days before Ritalin the accepted way of dealing with
hyperactive and troubled youth was a good whack up side the head, a
ruler across the knuckles or a razor strop to… Read full post »
This is a piece I did some years ago.
Because of the murder of Dr. George Tiller it seems appropriate to
post it now.
In the Fall of 1973 Ron Fenton, the publisher of Gallery magazine orchestrated a party at his mansion digs. It promised to be an extravagant and immoderate soiree. The guests of honor were the band Chicago and the Pointer Sisters.
The Gallery mansion was an impressive manor, like Hef's just down
…
I like black and white art. It's impulsive, spontaneous and
low-tech. And frequently more colorful than something rendered in
color. Like film noir, it's old-school.
Most of the time it's pen nib to bristol board or into a
sketchbook. It's eye/brain/hand prestidigitation without benefit of
gigabyte… Read full post »
In 1973 when I was the art director of Gallery magazine I was getting into a slight flirtation with the receptionist there. She'd come into my office and we'd mess around a bit but we couldn't properly pound it out because my office door wouldn't close. So we made a fuckdate.… Read full post »
I met 'Righteous' Bob Rudnick in 1970. He was a free-form disc-jockey on WGLD, broadcasting on the FM band "from the heart of honky heaven" (he would intone nightly). His show was Kokaine Karma and was an unconstrained gumbo of Charlie Mingus and John Coltrane tracks, Captain Beefheart, the MC5 and… Read full post »
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