This reminds me, one time Mei heard about a recipe that used cumin and she didn't have any, and had never used it or smelled it in her life.
We went to the grocery and found some. She smelled it and said "It smells like somebody's armpit."
Maybe you could work that into your story. The could be led on a wild goose chase, thinking they were hot on the trail of some major cumin haul, and when they finally get to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, it's just an old unwashed hobo sleeping with his hands behind his head, armpits open.
Mykal: There is a joke of sorts behind the drawing of Pinto with the daffodils...
Around the time of the origin of The Chilli Gang, I used to frequent a Coffee Shop in Newark Delaware back when I was a Welder. I would sketch during these caffeine sessions and met a bunch of Punk Youth who made a connection with these characters. I was bitching one day about how hard it was to draw certain objects from ones imagination and randomly chose a few examples. They were: A Gun, a daffodil, a shopping cart, and HORSES !! A philosophical debate ensued about the nature of cognitive memory; about how, though we SEE certain items thousands of times, if we do not FOCUS our full attention on them, we still struggle with depicting them in imagery. I challenged everyone to draw a shopping cart and MAN were there some funny attempts (including mine). I think some of the greatest Artists ever have a sort of photographic memory; in my case, it is a struggle !
Too many admirable artists have used morgues full of reference material for them to "have" something you fear you're missing, Lys. From Crumb to Caniff, they all looked at pictures of shopping carts while drawing them.
This guy looks pretty serious about his cumin.
ReplyDeletecumin demands seriousness !
ReplyDeleteI hear ya!
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me, one time Mei heard about a recipe that used cumin and she didn't have any, and had never used it or smelled it in her life.
We went to the grocery and found some. She smelled it and said "It smells like somebody's armpit."
Maybe you could work that into your story. The could be led on a wild goose chase, thinking they were hot on the trail of some major cumin haul, and when they finally get to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, it's just an old unwashed hobo sleeping with his hands behind his head, armpits open.
Love it ! But it will be a Sleeping GIANT hobo @ the end of the Rainbow, so they really get a whiff !
ReplyDeleteLove, Love, Love the guns and flowers. What an image!!!
ReplyDeleteMykal: There is a joke of sorts behind the drawing of Pinto with the daffodils...
ReplyDeleteAround the time of the origin of The Chilli Gang, I used to frequent a Coffee Shop in Newark Delaware back when I was a Welder. I would sketch during these caffeine sessions and met a bunch of Punk Youth who made a connection with these characters. I was bitching one day about how hard it was to draw certain objects from ones imagination and randomly chose a few examples. They were: A Gun, a daffodil, a shopping cart, and HORSES !! A philosophical debate ensued about the nature of cognitive memory; about how, though we SEE certain items thousands of times, if we do not FOCUS our full attention on them, we still struggle with depicting them in imagery. I challenged everyone to draw a shopping cart and MAN were there some funny attempts (including mine). I think some of the greatest Artists ever have a sort of photographic memory; in my case, it is a struggle !
Too many admirable artists have used morgues full of reference material for them to "have" something you fear you're missing, Lys. From Crumb to Caniff, they all looked at pictures of shopping carts while drawing them.
ReplyDeleteYou're in good company, bud.