“I tell the landscape where we’re going.”
Here is a comic I got the chance to create for the French Foundation For Medical Research. I feel incredibly honoured and proud to help the research.
Liens : Version française / Dons + en lire plus (FR)
a few days ago a coworker asked me to explain Hanukkah and I asked her if she knew what a menorah was. She said, “like the Northern Lights?”
I’m simultaneously haunted by and wild about this concept now. instead of aurora borealis, menorah borealis. menorah borealis
it's so annoying seeing posts about Jewish culture—cutesy posts about fighting with g-d that appeal to Christian atheists' religious trauma, posts with Jewish music, posts with pictures of beautiful Jews—getting tens or even hundreds of thousands of notes, but the moment someone makes a post about antisemitism—about how it's built in to Western society, about how it's insidious and creeping, about how you've probably internalized it, about the difficulties we face and the grief we feel—they fail to break jumblr containment. Don't get me wrong, I love that goyim are celebrating Jewish culture as something beautiful and wonderful, but that can't be all we are to you. We're real people with real problems that you can't just ignore in favor of reblogging posts about bagels or whatever
Brian self portrait
Apparently Brian drew it in Japanese news show (x)
I suggest that we start using the term ‘creatives’ instead of ‘content creators’ for authors/artists/gifmakers/podficcers for a few reasons, and chief among them are these;
we can’t always be our most productive, but there’s a terrible trend of fandom folks feeling bad if they don’t have something new to post every few weeks
you’re still a creative person even if you aren’t creating something at a given time, for whatever reason
and something it’s taken me far too long to learn myself: making things is not the rent you pay to be part of a community
The song this tumblr is named after. It was written by Jerry Gray (music) and Carl Sigman (lyrics) in 1940. Glenn Miller and His Orchestra recorded it as a Bluebird 78 rpm single on April 28th of the same year, and it was released in June.
The name of the song comes from PEnnsylvania 6-5000, or 736-5000, the phone number of Hotel Pennsylvania, New York City. Glenn Miller and His Orchestra was one of several jazz bands that frequently performed at the hotel’s main restaurant, the Cafe Rouge, which feautured a ballroom to dance in. Sadly, the Cafe Rouge no longer operates, with the space being converted into a venue for megacorps and sport events.
The phone number still works: after adding the area code 212, you will hear the song in the background as the hotel’s automated message plays.
Saxophones: Hal McIntyre, Tex Beneke, Wilbur Schwartz, Ernie Caceres, Al Klink Trumpets: John Best, R. D. McMickle, Clyde Hurley, Legh Knowles Trombones: Glenn Miller, Jimmy Priddy, Paul Tanner, Frank D'Annolfo Piano: Chummy MacGregor String bass: Herman "Trigger" Alpert Guitar: Jack Lathrop Drums: Moe Purtill
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