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A couple of days ago this came in the mail. If I could have been at the Los Angeles con where the presentation was made, I might have been able to basque in the glory of accepting this in person. But it seems my fate not to enjoy much public adulation. Not once in the several times I've been a Hugo nominee have I been able to be at the Worldcon to accept the pin in person. I get no chance to pretend to be modest when congratulated by a crowd of admirers. Nor have I had the opportunity wear the fool things where anyone would know what they represent. Instead, the pins and presents come impersonally in the mail. I guess that's one reason I have a rather materialistic view of such things, and prize this award above others. It came with a $300 honorarium. Humility is *not* good for the soul -- it just makes you crass.
Now just where the hell am I going to find space to hang this?
Now just where the hell am I going to find space to hang this?
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I think I'd prefer Italy, actually. I know someone who speaks Italian that I can take along as my house-boy. I'm also led to expect the Italians to be rather more friendly to foreighners.
I read some interesting things about R.Crum, speaking of sour puss artists who've moved to France. Apparenlty his home is a meticulour re-creation of the 1920's. He rarely leaves the place, and has no interest whatsoever in the beautiful landscape of the South of France, nor in French culture, nor French cuisine. He might as well be back in Cleveland. I gather he isn't highly regarded by the locals either.
I read some interesting things about R.Crum, speaking of sour puss artists who've moved to France. Apparenlty his home is a meticulour re-creation of the 1920's. He rarely leaves the place, and has no interest whatsoever in the beautiful landscape of the South of France, nor in French culture, nor French cuisine. He might as well be back in Cleveland. I gather he isn't highly regarded by the locals either.
No, he's still alive... if you call that living.
Actually, I'm sure he enjoys the life he has. Otherwise why make it? He still does art, but it seems to consist mainly of long, talky, boring, biographies of obscure Delta Blues performers of the 20's, with names like Scratchbutt Jimmy, or Deaf Melon Johnson, or Yogurt Breath. He did enough great stuff in years past that I guess he's entitled to self-indulgence in his declilning years. Even more self-indulgence, I mean. He was always self-indulgent.
Actually, I'm sure he enjoys the life he has. Otherwise why make it? He still does art, but it seems to consist mainly of long, talky, boring, biographies of obscure Delta Blues performers of the 20's, with names like Scratchbutt Jimmy, or Deaf Melon Johnson, or Yogurt Breath. He did enough great stuff in years past that I guess he's entitled to self-indulgence in his declilning years. Even more self-indulgence, I mean. He was always self-indulgent.
I have a couple issues of his Self-Loathing Comics which pretty much deal with his and his wife's lives in small-town France. He can still draw, and his son (by a previous marriage) and his daughter both seem to have a pretty good line as well. The biography of Franz Kafka was interesting enough; the blues musicians material is an outgrowth of his antique LP collection, which must have cost several small fortunes to pack and ship all the way from California to France without being smashed to bits.
I am currently reading a book, Red Tape: Its Origin, Use and Abuse, on the subject of legislative and regulatory processes, published by the Brookings Institute in 1977. Would it be anything snoreworthy* like that?
Somehow "tedious" and "Philip K. Dick" aren't terms I expect to see in the same sentence. Crumb is obviously a genius to be able to manage this trick.
* Actually I find it quite interesting in a perverse way. (looks at bottom of page at the ad for GayFurryArt) Well, not quite that perverse...
Somehow "tedious" and "Philip K. Dick" aren't terms I expect to see in the same sentence. Crumb is obviously a genius to be able to manage this trick.
* Actually I find it quite interesting in a perverse way. (looks at bottom of page at the ad for GayFurryArt) Well, not quite that perverse...
I'd have to have a similar arrangement to Crumb's. Reputably he lives in a house in the South of France lent to him by some French admirer. This despite Crumb's earning qite a lot of money in his life, as far as I know. Having cumulatively earned less than the cost of a typical new car in my life, I'd need a freebie even more.
But Hawaii would be a lovely choice. I've wondered whether living there would ever led to feeling cut off from everything familiar to me. You can't jump in a car and drive two or three hours to visit a con every couple of months. But then, I haven't been doing any cons anyway. I rarely leave the city limits of Toronto, and then get no more than perhaps a half hour's drive away. Hawaii is plenty big enough for that.
But Hawaii would be a lovely choice. I've wondered whether living there would ever led to feeling cut off from everything familiar to me. You can't jump in a car and drive two or three hours to visit a con every couple of months. But then, I haven't been doing any cons anyway. I rarely leave the city limits of Toronto, and then get no more than perhaps a half hour's drive away. Hawaii is plenty big enough for that.
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