The PopCulteer
August 6, 2010
This has not been a great week for your PopCulteer. I was supposed to start filming a really cool project this week for a future episode of RFC, but last Sunday I woke up feeling like the chest-burster Alien from the movie of the same name had taken up residence in my torso, and he’d brought his mucus collection.
So, in addition to a week where we had our choice of two kinds of weather, hellishly hot or torrential downpour, I felt like roadkill that had been used for batting practice.
What that means for you is….a special Friday column filled with images instead of words. ‘Cause I really don’t feel like writing about anything but how crappy I feel, and nobody wants to read that (except maybe the ex). So, enjoy the random photos and images. I might even stick some of my artwork in there.

One of the images created for the early days of PopCult, which has since disappeared from the archives. Presented again for relevance.

Remember that series of abstracts I turn to when I run out of art? Here's the very first version of "Scape."

"Ball Lightning" This is what I was doing Thursday night when I should have been writing this column.
Very nice art, thank you.