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There’s so much great music out there, but I can’t really find any. Problem is, the times in my life when I really discovered music were when I had a little peer pressure –  high school, college, working in an office – and the people around me would play stuff, make me listen to stuff, that at first sounded like dirt but after a few listens and seeing how enthusiastic the proponents were, I’d get into it and start listening on my own. Nowadays, there’s no impetus to listen to a new song more than once, even if someone suggests it on Facebook or Spotify. I need a music pusher.

Just got back, it was fun and another landmark in my long string of trips down there. The drive bakc was great. The sunset coming down the 90 was very intense, augmented by a nice Annie Lennox channel on Pandora. I broke down and gave Nancy my pristine new Moleskin which she proceeded to fill half of up with her flowers and letters and clouds. Oh well, it kept her happy. Maybe she’ll be an artist, but lately she’s been saying veterinarian and singer so we’ll see.

Busy day coming tomorrow.

Pick a book, any book, off your bookshelf or wherever you keep books. Maybe you don’t have books.

I guarantee they are better quality than any of the sketchbooks you can buy. The paper, binding, everything — 100% better than the most expensive moleskins or rhodis or lagenhreufer / whatever that german brand is.

Why? 90% of those copies are never going to be opened, much less read.

Here’s an idea: someone yank the printer ink out of the press halfway through the run, and sell the BLANK, AWESOME books at double the msrp. I guarantee they will sell out and leave the boring printed junk in the dust.

I wish I knew who was in charge of printing all those perfect bound, glorious books. “Hey, Mike– save me a few blanks on your next edition of Cold Mountain:A Journey into the Boringest Place On Earth; name your price” I’d say.

Next time you go to church-open up a hymnal, rifle through the silky, wafer thin sheets covered in cacaphony, and imagine having one with nothing on it. 1000 pages of near indestructible, perfect surfaces just waiting for you to scrawl on.

I’m nearsighted and when I take my glasses off I can see pixels on a “retina” display clear as day.

Worked on some c4d stuff today. I think it will be a major part of what I do for the project. Sketches first, then move into c4d, then photoshop.

I also have to keep this blog updated.