No Coincidences – Consequences #1

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Revisiting a Theme

I did this drawing yesterday (6/21/16).  I also did it in 1980.  Not this exact image of course, but the same basic scene. In 1980 it was a woodcut print.  I also have created it a few times on napkins over the last decade.  Why is that? Why do artists revisit a theme like this? I mean, we all do it, right?  That is how we eventually gain a style and a look. We keep wanting to try something again and again. Can I do it better? Can I do it in a different way that will bring out a different aspect of the idea?  Can I have fun with it again, like I did last time.  Sounds like a sport when I say it like that, and in some ways it is.

Why This Theme?

So, why do I revisit this theme in particular?  I think it’s because I have always been drawn to the problem of not paying attention or of paying attention to the wrong thing at the wrong time. I have that problem to some degree and so do many others. And it has consequences.  Bad things can happen when you are distracted. It can be as simple as getting honked at, or as complex as an airline crashing with resulting insignificant or significant consequences.

For some reason this idea keeps coming back to me. Maybe because I keep being reminded of it by the outside world, in news reports about the parent who left a loaded pistol on her bed and a toddler got hold of it to tragic consequences, or the politician who gets caught with his pants down but can’t stop his behavior and gets caught again, also to tragic consequences.

It’s Not Easy

If you watch me on Periscope or read this blog regularly you know I believe we live in a ‘judgment society’ these days. In the old days, people believed an unseen God watched us and judged us. We were going to go to hell because he had seen us doing bad things (or thinking about doing bad things). In Christianity of course, they are saved from that fate by Jesus. In other religions they have their ways of being saved as well.  But it always required being saved or redeemed in some way.

The Internet is God

Now however, it’s not an unseeing God, it’s the internet who sees us and judges us.  Just look at any unfortunate event, like the 2 year old taken by the Alligator in Florida, or the toddler falling into the Gorilla enclosure in Ohio and you will immediately see that unseen God in the form of very angry and very self-righteous observers demanding justice, castigating the institutions, decrying to terrible parenting, etc. 

No Mercy

The difference now, with the Internet playing God, is that there is preeminently the judgment. The mercy, compassion, forgiveness, understanding and patience is less and less apparent. It is not what is expressed or thought of first, but usually only in response to the severe judgment that comes from all sides. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate that it comes, I just wish it was the first thing we thought instead of the last.


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Quote by Lauryn Hill, 1975 – not dead yet, American singer/songwriter

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The Coward’s Revenge – Love and Hate #2

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Infinite Versions

I came up with the idea of the drawing at the top first. But then I thought more about it and realized that it needed a second illustration so I drew the two men on a separate napkin.  Then I thought of another version and drew it. Then I thought of another one, and another one. Then I realized there are infinite versions of the coward hating someone who intimidates them.  In America alone you can see a hatred of Muslims (or more accurately, pretty much everyone from the Middle East, Muslim or not), LGBTs, women, African-Americans, gun owners, gun regulators, Democrats, Republicans, Chinese, Mexicans (or anyone speaking Spanish), Jews. rich people, poor people, celebrities, disabled, Atheists, Christians, Goths, Pageant Queens, fat people, thin people and more. The list is indeed infinite. 

The Box marked X

The simple truth is, the coward can’t handle figuring out a way to live with one or more of these groups. They don’t want to struggle with the difficult emotional and psychological work of opening their mind to try to understand these other people. That takes courage.  It’s much easier to simply categorize whatever group is intimidating you into being unworthy of your attention and contemplation. Just put them in the box marked X and hate the box. It’s so much easier.

The Danger

It’s also so much more dangerous. Of course the obvious danger is what happened in Orlando and South Carolina and on back at different locations for decades now, and that is violence that kills and maims. It is what we most want to avoid.  But there is another danger, not as immediately disastrous, but perhaps equally terrible in the long view, and that is a life wasted by hate.  Many hateful people aren’t going to go out in a blaze of shame by killing themselves and others. But they are going to live a life of hate and end up on their deathbed having only that hate to show. What a tragedy that is.

Admit It

So, what do you do about it if this is you or someone you love?  It’s to admit your intimidation. Admit your fear. Start with what is at the root of it all. That requires courage. But the benefit of summoning that courage instead of hiding in the cave of cowardice is that you get to be in the light. You get to escape the hate and move towards love. And once you escape it in one area of your life, it gets to be infectious. Loving becomes easier, it becomes something you want, something you look forward to, something you can give away with pride. And, it’s something that then starts to transform others around you.

That is worth any level of harsh self-evaluation.


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Quote by George Bernard Shaw, 1856-1950, Irish Playwright


 

What Must We Do? – Love and Hate #1

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What Won’t Change

I believe that if nothing happened in Congress to legislate responsible gun regulations after Sandy Hook, nothing will happen now , after Orlando. I think that is terribly sad but I do think it is true.

What Can Change

But, I do believe there is something we can do every day. And it can actually have a profound effect, and that is to examine what builds hate up so much that a person believes they are justified in committing mass slaughter (or individual killing). What is it that brings them to that point? and most importantly, who and what can help them never get to that point?

Brain Illness vs ‘Normal’

Obviously someone who is mentally ill (more accurately, has a brain disease) is one sort of case who takes a lot of effort, in informal and formal environments, to get help and resolution.  But what about the many who would not be classified as mentally ill if they had a formal evaluation?  What about those who are law-abiding citizens, who can by guns legally, who also happen to be very angry or depressed, or jealous, or anxious, or bitter or any number of feelings and emotions that are taking them to a very dark place? What can we do about and for those people?

Helping

How do we help them lay down the burden of anger and hate? First and foremost it always starts with our own behavior. We have to be the example of someone who has already done that and continually does it.  Then we have to be willing to see others clearly, to not make excuses when someone is angry, to not enable them to continue, but to stop and confront them in love and compassion, not in judgment, letting the person know you are on their side and in their corner wanting the very best for them. If we don’t feel safe confronting them, then we need to find friends, family or professionals that might help. But in many cases it’s really simply about asking them about their feelings and talking it through with them, giving them hope they can get beyond the hate they have. It’s not a simple process, but it can be done.

Guns Again

One of the arguments I hate the most from gun advocates is the, ‘Hey, if they don’t have guns, they will use knives’ argument. I think it is absurd and wrong. BUT, it does point the way to something that is true, and that is hate exists before violence, just as Jesus taught. Murder starts in the heart as hate.  Even if we did have effective gun control (which we should) we would still have hate.  What we do with that, how we transform it into love, is the essential work that will never go away, no matter how many or how few guns we have.


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The Guessing Game – Women vs Men

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Signals

When I was in college I had a female friend who I was hoping might want a romantic relationship with me.  I pursued, she gave a few positive signals, then some negative ones, then some neutral ones, then some hesitations, then some positive, then some none, then some no, then some yes, then some…I was gone by then. 

It was just too much. I didn’t know where I stood. I didn’t know if she was or was not interested. I didn’t know anything solid. And I couldn’t keep going knowing nothing so I lost interest and eventually went on my way somewhere else with someone else.  

Game Playing

It seemed to me that it was a game she enjoyed playing. She liked being pursued, that was the adrenaline rush. Having an actual relationship? Not so much. Of course this can happen with men as well as women, so it’s not only a one way street. Men can get their adrenaline rush from their pursuing game but not the relationship game.

Have you experienced this? What do you think it is it all about?


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Quote by Mae West, 1893 – 1980, American Entertainer

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Knowing the Ropes

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Learning the Ropes –

As I was about to start writing my thoughts on this quote this morning, I came across this post on Facebook:

I know that in two years someone will probably mention his name and I will deny that he was ever actually important because I will have forgotten all about him. Facebook will tell me I have a memory to look back on and I will laugh at this status. I may or may not remember who it’s about… but right now… this hurts.
He sought me out when I knew nothing but his name. He wanted to spend so much time with me. He wanted me to move in with him, wanted me to get a tattoo he designed, and he tried his last name with my first. Then, just like that I wasn’t good enough. I didn’t live up to his idea of the girl deserving of the pedestal he placed me on. Ugh… mess with my self esteem for fun, why don’t you?

It is from a friend of mine, Emilie Disney. I know her because years ago our families knew each other at church, she was friends with one of my daughters.

Time –

It tells a way too common story of someone being blindsided by someone.  I mean, how can you know the ropes and not be tied up when everything seems perfect, right?  Time is the answer.  The key thing to know here is that her suitor said all those wonderful things within a two week period of time.  TWO WEEKS.  But one wants to believe, right? He was persistent and persuasive and she was seduced by it. And then all of a sudden, he was done.

Luckily, while she is trusting and sincere, she is also smart and mature. She knew inside that something was off when he moved that fast. It was red flags popping up. It didn’t take her long to realize she had dodged a bullet, or at least was just grazed by it and received a flesh wound not needing extreme medical attention!

Experience is the Teacher –

And now she is a more experienced woman. She has learned the ropes to a more sophisticated degree.  She won’t get tied up again that easily, that is for sure. And that’s how it is, right? You don’t learn the ropes from reading a book on relationships. You learn the ropes by having relationships. That is how we learn.

BUT, just in case you don’t want to go through it yourself and you do want to learn from other’s experience….if some guy promises the moon within two weeks? Be wary, no matter how seductive he is.


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Quote by Mae West, 1893 – 1980, American entertainer

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Blind Spots Don’t Want To Be Seen

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The Last Word

One of my favorite lines in any song is “Sometimes we’re blinded by the very thing we need to see.” It’s in ‘The Last Word’ by Mary Chapin Carpenter.  She’s one of my all time favorite singer/songwriters. She never fails to bring real and raw meaning into the world with her poignant lyrics and powerful music. This song also happens to be on one of my all time favorite albums, Stones in the Road.  If you haven’t ever listened to it, I really do believe you are missing one of the most perfect albums ever made.

My Blind Spots

Hearing those words made me start to look at my own blind spots, which is hard, since they don’t want to be seen.  Actually, that isn’t true. The spot itself, as is shown in my drawing, is actually what we do see. We see it so big and bold that we don’t see beyond it. We don’t see what it’s hiding.

We can even be enamored of our own blind spots, as when we brag about our ignorance on a certain subject, or our lack of talent in some area, as if it is a badge of honor instead of something to pay attention to and move beyond.

What both the quote and the lyrics say to me is that you see what you want and need to see; infatuated love, the possibility of wealth, the dreams of fame for example, and seeing those things so big can blind you to seeing the emotional desperation, the selfish greed, or the empty loneliness that might come along with those things.

Desire

In other words, desire often begets blindness.  So I try to ask myself as often as I can, what is it I am desiring here, and how is that changing, and perhaps warping, what it is I am paying attention to?

Many years ago I did a napkin drawing of the actual lyrics I mentioned above. Here it is. it is one of the earliest of the napkins drawn for the world instead of just for my daughters. it’s from 2009. 

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Quote by George Herbert, 1593-1633, Welsh Poet and Priest


 

Caption Contest – What are they saying?

Hello Napkin Kin!

I have had this drawing in my sketchbook for quite a while. I hadn’t been able to come up with what I wanted to be in the word bubbles. Recently I went to a lecture by Bob Mankoff, the cartoon editor for The New Yorker magazine. He was the one who started the caption contest that is always on the back page of the magazine. It sparked the idea for this post.  Why don’t I have you all write the caption for the drawing!

And guess what? The winner will receive a print of this drawing!

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So, here it is.  the quotes can be your original idea or quotes from elsewhere. It can be one saying divided into 2 parts (which I do frequently in my drawings) or it can be 2 distinctly different quotes.  It can be funny, profound, quirky, etc.  If your quote is from someone else, please let me know who said it.

I am looking for is something that amplifies and clarifies the image (and vice versa).  So, look at the image and think about it. What is it saying to you and others?

To submit your idea just put it in the comments below. Designate the part of the quote you want in the top and bottom by just putting a 1 and 2 before the various parts. Ok? then let’s GO!  Also, I would love it if you shared this with your social media channels because the more the merrier when playing this sort of game, right?


Drawing by Marty Coleman © 2016

Quote by ? – it may be you!


 

A Difficult Trade – Women vs Men #6

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The Giant Clay Penis

When I was in High School I was in the second tier cool group. We weren’t in the ‘popular bad boys’ group, we were the ‘make everyone laugh until they blew milk out their nose’ group. We were the group who would do anything funny to get attention. Once, when we were in art class and working with clay I made a giant penis. Why? Because I could and I knew everyone would think it was funny. And they did. Well, except for the teacher. She came over, grabbed the dick and folded it in two, breaking it, right in front of us. This of course made the whole thing even funnier. We seriously laughed until we couldn’t breathe. I probably went to the Principals office, I don’t remember. But it was worth it. 

For Girls

But who was I being funny for? I assume there had to be another guy there in the classroom that day but I would never have known. I was doing it for the girls. That’s what mattered to me. And to show you my amazing gain in maturity and wisdom over the years, it’s still what matters to me.

Getting Attention

But it wasn’t just about being funny to get attention. It was about making plans to fight a rival at the baseball diamond across from our elementary school. It was about dancing better than some other doofus at the school dance. It was about finding some really cool shirt or pair of pants I knew would impress. It was about doing daredevil stunts.  

A Dark and Stormy Night

Once it was about walking around with a baseball bat in the dark when a girl was scared about a mystery figure supposedly lurking outside her apartment. It turns out her college roomies and she invented the story to get us boys down the street to come out and act macho for them. Sheesh, what college kids will do. I did get my one and only kiss from that girl as a result so that was cool.

They Know It When They See It

Now that I am older and wiser (depending on who you speak to) I have seen that this is a pretty universal trait. Men do funny and stupid things to impress women. I used to try to explain this to my younger female friends then I realized that women see it almost every day and don’t need it explained. They know it.

That’s why the eye roll was invented after all, right?


Drawing and commentary © 2016 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

Quote by Joseph Conrad, 1857-1924, Polish-British Writer. Author of ‘Heart of Darkness’ and ‘Lord Jim’.


 

My Creative Way

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This is how I create.  I find something and I do something with it. It might be a napkin, a quote, an object, a person, or a combination of all of them.  But whatever or whoever it is, I will transform it.  I will combine, destroy, build, repurpose, take apart, hide, reveal and more. It’s what makes art fun and interesting for me. It’s how I think about things and people I see. I think about what I can do with them visually to say something of interest to me and others.

Here are some of the things I have transformed over the years. There are more, most of which you can see at the same flickr.com site that these links go to.

Rejection letters – a series I did in response to hundreds of rejection letters I got while applying for full-time teaching positions in the 80s and 90s.

Now You Know


Faces – A recent series I am doing on my iPad using my fingers (in most cases) to paint portraits based on photos and/or screenshots.

Digital Portrait #24


Mannequins and Games – Three Dimensional artwork that started with plastic or modeled mannequin heads that I turned into light boxes.  Also a foosball table I turned into a self-portrait.

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Bible – Drawings done in the bible I used from the mid-90s until about 2000 or so.
A Woman Thinking Things


Book – I started with the book titled ‘Of Human Bondage’ and collaged into various pages photographs of the body in bondage.

Teeth in Bondage 2


Famous artwork – I started with a book on Impressionism and glued onto the images photos of body impressions.

Impressionist Composition 6


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Quote by James Russell Lowell, 1819-1891, American poet


 

Wild and Free

I did a drawing of a woman at Starbucks today. I didn’t know her. All I knew was she was writing on her laptop and had a journal style book open with writing in it. She did some sort of writing I assumed, but didn’t know what sort. 

What Was She Thinking?

I was Periscoping as I was drawing, so I was talking out loud to my viewers.  As I finished the drawing I added a thought bubble above her head. I asked my viewers, “I wonder what she is thinking” and a thought occurred to me. What if I had the woman I was drawing fill in the thought bubble above her head instead of me making something up?  I thought it would be a pretty cool idea. And so I asked her. What would she choose to say she was thinking? 

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This is what she wrote, “I want people to know the wild and free love of God. Because he loves them!”

Atypical

I asked her some questions at that point, about the seeming contradiction between typical Christian talk and the words ‘wild and free’.  Wild and free are not two words typically thought of when considering Christianity. As a matter of fact, most of the time those words would scare many Christians. They would make many a Christian wary of what was really meant by those words.  Are they code for sin and licentiousness?  Are they a way of avoiding personal accountability? What exactly do those two words mean when attached to God and the love of God?

Dreary Morals

I am pretty well-versed in the vocabulary of Christianity but I was sort of at a loss about what she meant.  Then I saw the drawing below again, which I did a few days ago but had not posted, and it clarified it for me.  

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Love and Joy

For me it’s about love and joy. It’s not about making your life, or the life of others, one of drudgery and obedience for no reason. It’s not about legalism, it’s not about a list of rules, it’s not about a set of cosmic instructions you must obey or you go to hell. It’s about enjoying and sharing your life, your creativity, your interests. It’s about acting as if you believe that.

Hate and Hurt

What it’s not about is giving yourself permission to hate, to be immoral or to hurt.  If those things ever do feel ‘free or wild’ to someone, they are temporary and at the expense of others. That isn’t true freedom. And it isn’t being wild in a positive sense either. Being wild in the positive sense is about being courageous enough to be who you want to be, even if it seems ‘wild’ to someone else. Even if they disapprove. Because an individual’s disapproval is not your own disapproval and it’s not God’s disapproval.


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Quote by Robert Louis Stevenson