I’ma Luigi, Numbah One!

My Super Mario collage was feeling lonely, especially since I sold Bowser, so I gave him a brother. Here is Luigi, 24×24″ made of a bunch of random comic books, Wizard magazine, and some other random papery things, like a box of Goobers from the movie theatre from November when I took the family to see Trolls.

MINI-MOVIE REVIEW: Bright, colorful and fun. Literally and figuratively. Terrific story and soundtrack adults will appreciate. I would gladly add this to our home rotation, which currently consists of Frozen, Tangled, and Barbie Spy Squad.


Trump’s America

I always wind up falling into free stuff. Usually, its an ugly tee shirt shirt I won’t wear, samples of yogurt or Red Bull from suspicious distributors in Midtown, or Shutterfly prints I don’t have the energy to sift through. Last year, I got three free subscriptions to the magazines of my choice. I went with Rolling Stone, TIME, and US Weekly (uh…for my…wife…yeah, that’s it). I don’t care about Kim Kardashian or most of the new music dropping on Spotify, but I feel a little more learned courtesy of TIME.

I’ve been saving these magazines for no reason in particular, and a couple weeks ago, I noticed the pile has crossed the threshold into mound territory. It is officially a mound of mags. Since Donald Trump has dominated every lunar cycle of the past year’s news cycles, it was easy to find enough color-correct snippets to put together a flag in his… I don’t want to say “honor,” but it would be unfair to say “dishonor” as well. This piece features a plethora of 45’s own quotes and comments, along with a number of headlines from TIME. I removed my own politics from the art, and gave it as balanced a view as TIME magazine’s lens allows.

Coincidentally, Trump’s birthday is June 14th, which is Flag Day, the day I initially released images of this collage. It sorta makes it all doubly meaningful.

Previously, my flags have all been 22″x11.5″, odd dimensions, but apparently the correct ratio if you believe Wikipedia. This hold those proportions, but is much larger, at 36″x18ish”.


The following are details of the flag:

I’ve got completely different flag coming soon, and my next collage is none other than Super Mario‘s overlooked brother, Luigi! Stay tuned.


Lemmy; Ghostbusters chatter


Lemmy Koopa is named after the iconic frontman of metal rockers Motörhead. Apparently, most of the Koopalings are named after famous musicians, from Beethoven to Roy Orbison. The more the you know…

Also, in my research for this 24×24″ collage (comics, magazines, a movie ticket to the new Ghostbusters movie*), I learned that the seven Koopalings (Lemmy, Larry, Iggy, Roy, Wendy, Ludwig and Morton), who originally debuted in the NES’s Super Mario Bros 3, are no longer classified as Bowser/King Koopa’s children!

I am shocked and appalled.

*TANGENT: I had time to kill, and Ghostbusters was the best option from a thin pool of viewing options. I have to say, as a silent hater every step of the way in the development of this remake, I was pleasantly surprised. The remake was good, and I laughed more than a few times. Not guffaws, mind you, but I consider a smile, or a “Heh,” a laugh.

The main villain is a guy by the name of Neil Casey, who I remember from my time studying improv at the Upright Citizens Brigade in New York City. So in a weird, vicarious way, i was a thrill for me to think it was a thrill for this guy I didn’t even actually know to be the primary antagonist in a Ghostbusters. I WOULD DO IT. And so would you.

I do think Ghostbusters ’16 should have expanded on the mythos and universe built in the first two movies, rather than reimagine it, and I’m still furious that Paul Feig so linearly gender-swapped his characters (three white scientists, one street smart black, Johnny-come-lately).

In my Ghostbusters sequel, Egon’s ghost would have been their spiritual advisor. Venkman likely would have had a daughter (probably illegitimate) involved either as a teammate, or better yet, an antagonist as the mayor’s disbelieving lackey. The cast wouldn’t have to all be the children of the original team, but SOME connection would have been a nice homage. (All members of the original cast, minus Rick Mornais, do make cameo appearances as new characters in Ghostbusters ’16.)

Anyway, good movie.


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In response to my Super Mario collage from a few months back, here’s Bowser, made from a bunch of reaaaaaaaaaaaaally shitty comics, old Wizard magazines and Comic Shop News.

Yesterday morning, my almost-three-year-old asked me if she could help. “Daddy, can I glooooooo it, too?”

So I had her tie up some loose ends on the right arm.

I think I may go with Toad or Luigi next, or jump back over to cereal mascots.

Return of the Cereal Killer: Frosted Flakes

Let me tell you about unconditional love. I wait all year – approximately 300 days – for General Mills to release Monster Cereals into the ecosystem. I’m guaranteed Count Chocula, and I’d say that Franken Berry and Boo Berry are also safe bets. In 2013, I even got a special treat, with the re-release of both Frute Brute and Yummy Mummy.

FACT: Frute Brute and Yummy Mummy are the same flavor!

These cereals are quite possibly my favorite thing about the Halloween season. So, last week, I pour myself a bowl of Franken Berry, and my li’l partner, now two years old, begged for some “Ce-lull! Ce-lull!” So I gave her some Franken Berry, too. She ate the marshmallows only, because she is a smart kid.

And this is where unconditional love comes in. I poured that box of Franken Berry into a big mixing bowl, took out all the marshmallows, and let my daughter eat them, while I was stuck with a box of crunchy, pink, artificially flavored ghosts. That’s love.

And while that has nothing to do with this 24×24″ collage of Tony the Tiger, I just wanted to share my recent “ce-lull” story.

Moving onto Tony, this is something I conceived of maybe a month after the baby was born. So, literally, two years ago.

TANGENT: Can you believe that the dictionary caved in to the stupid sheeple of the first world and “literally” now also means “figuratively?” I’m so pissed off about this, and it’s an old story. When I use “literally,” I don’t mean “figuratively.” When I want to be explicit that something is figurative, I say, “figuratively.”

I’m glad to finally be done with this one, and I have more cereal mascots planned for the future. And yes, this is made with old comics. Sugary cereal and comic books are like the unofficial mascots of both Saturday morning and Americana. If this was an art history paper and not a blog post, I would go on for ten pages, double-spaced, about how emblematic this collage is to the American experience, a vital cog in the pop culture machine, a delicate thread woven into the largess of our decadent tapestry. But I’ll just show you the picture of my art studio instead:Tony the Tiger

22×11.5″ Avengers USA (2015)

Brand spanking new Avengers flag made from pretty much older scraps of comics I cut out over the past two years. A lot of my original flags were too loose with the lines delineating red and white, so I’m going back to fix them up, because I plan on hitting the convention circuit in 2016, and I want blow people away.

Completely unrelated, but when the first person said, “This blows my mind!” did they mean that whatever amazing thing was fellating their brain? I really want to believe that, yes, yes they did.Avengers (2015)

Also, not to bury the lead, but, AVAILABLE HERE.

Black Friday Madness!

Visit my Etsy shop for Muppet paintings, New York City Pantone maps, and more.

And in the shilly spirit of the day, here’s a random NJ portrait of my friend, Kevin Smith.