The challenge word on illustrationfriday.com this week is “fleeting”. When I did this illustration, I had a totally different narrative planned. I have since changed direction but the illustration still fits, albeit a stretch. In 1984, I graduated from the Hussian School of Art, a small but respected vocational art school in center city Philadelphia. …
I have always loved watching comedians. I remember seeing some of the legends of comedy on The Ed Sullivan Show, The Mike Douglas Show and (when I was allowed to stay up late) The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. I remember watching greats like Alan King, Jackie Mason, Shecky Greene and Jackie Vernon, even if …
My wife (who I’ll call “Mrs. Pincus”) and I have had a running joke for 27 years. We met in February 1982 and had our first date soon after. Our conversation was always great. We found that we had so many common interests. The joke was that we would never ask each other: “So, what …
I was eight years old in 1969. I wore cool green and blue plaid bell-bottom pants. I watched The Brady Bunch on Friday nights. I watched The Banana Splits on Saturday mornings. I went to third grade at Watson T. Comly Elementary School. I remember being worried that my older brother might have to go to …
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I love breakfast. Growing up, breakfast at my house was usually a bowl of sugared cereal at the kitchen table or on a metal tray-table in front of the TV on Saturday mornings. The heavy marketing of cereal was at its peak in the 1960s. Cool prizes were packed inside boxes to entice children. Popular …
After a two month hiatus, a new topic has been posted on Monday Artday. This week’s word is “disaster.” I have mentioned before that everything reminds me of a joke and “disaster” is no exception. One day the butcher backed into his meat grinder. He got a little behind in his work. Next day, the …
The illustrationfriday.com challenge word this week is “similar”. I grew up in the greater northeast end of Philadelphia, PA. If you traveled a few short miles north, you’d be out of the city limits. That doesn’t mean that I was anywhere near the Liberty Bell or streets that Ben Franklin once strolled down. No, I …
Just prior to turning nineteen, I went to Walt Disney World with three of my friends. This was my first vacation without my parents. I told about this trip in a previous blog post. My first day in Walt Disney’s Magic Kingdom was great. After spending a fun but exhausting day, my friends and I headed back …
In the summer of 1980, I took my first real vacation without my parents. It was just before my nineteenth birthday. My two best friends, Alan Salkowitz and Scott Sadel, and I decided that another summer with a three-day trip to Betty’s Rooms in Atlantic City was more than we could stand. We thought a trip …
Everyone on this earth has felt some kind of unsubstantiated prejudice. At some point in their lives, everyone — the cashier at Target, Michael Douglas, the woman who takes your picture for your new driver’s license, The Pope — dislikes someone for a stupid reason. If you say “Oh no. Not me.”, then you’re prejudice …
