2. Look at this Wishbone.
3. I get to get some new chickens very soon and I am STOKED. I can focus misguided maternal attention on some little fluffy chickens like an absolute crazy person.
***These are not my actual chickens*****
4. Oh, I posted this on twitter but I didn't tell YOU, blog reader: I got galleys of my book! WTF! Speaking of chicken weirdness, here I am looking at a phone with an amazingly giant chicken next to me.
5. Did you see this video of the Gossip playing on a talk show at Cannes, wherein our friend Beth Ditto does a grind dance with Sascha Baron Cohen as The Dictator?
You're welcome.
Keen eyed friends will see a familiar face in the background.
6. I have started reading the book Are You My Mother? by Alison Bechdel and was lucky enough to see her read from this treasure at the Bagdad last weekend with my lovely big sister in tow.
By the way, people asked her some amazingly inappropriate questions, which I will not divulge here.
Here is a picture of a picture being taken at her table. Sorry for the sasquatch-sighting quality of the photo.
7. I will be attending CAKE, the Chicago Alternative Comics Expo, this June, thanks to a generous grant from RACC, the Regional Arts & Culture Council. I'll also be on a panel of teachers. See you there!
8. Speaking of Comics Festivals, I met a Klingon at the Stumptown Comics Festival.
I also got to sit by Clutch McBastard & Carrie McNinch. What a pleasure!
P.s. If you notice I cross my arms and back up to people a lot in photos, it's because I'm trying to pretend I'm on the Amazing Race, and that's how teammates stand in their photos for the show.
9. I finished this really nice cat portrait. That's right, I said my own painting was nice. Because IT IS. Tabbies are hard! I was happy with it.
I don't know if I can accept any more pet portrait orders this year. I am booked up almost completely. It's intense. I'll let you know.
10. What's your opinion of Tan Mom?
Just kidding. I know what you think of Tan Mom. You don't even have to tell me.
11. I'm giving LIVE ADVICE on May 25th at the Waypost as part of Gridlords.
12. AWARDS- I did NOT win "Maker Overlord" of Portland, so I will NOT be riding on a float at the Starlight Parade. But I *DID* win "Teaching Artist of the Year" at the 2012 Sunburst Awards. I am picking up my giant trophy (not really) this Wednesday at a luncheon. Excited for that.
13. There is a new Zine and button shop in town! Portland Button Works is on Killingsworth next to Lillikoi, and you can get my zines there.
GOOD BYE!!!!
n.g.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
On the radio, in Chicago, and on a playing card!
Hello!
Last week I was sick as a D-O-G & in Chicago for the Chicago Zine Fest, where I debuted a new, raspy rendition of Sk8er Boi at Karaoke.
Here are some photos from my trip:
I had the weirdest breakfast at a placed called Flying Saucer in Chicago. It was called a sweet potato kale & tofu hash, which technically I guess it was, but let me tell you the weird part- the ingredients were each going it solo, not blending with each-other. It was tiny pieces of half-done sweet potato, half-cooked unspiced kale, and strangest of all, strips of plain Age tofu. Age tofu is that spongey tofu you get from the asian market or in a Vietnamese restaurant. You know what I'm talking about. Anyway, all of those things, but each on its own and each bland in its own way. Very weird breakfast.
The best part of my breakfast? Spiced apples! It felt very old fashioned to get a side of warm, soft, cinnamon-y apples alongside my savories.
I tell you what, I did not speak up or send this breakfast back from whence it came. I was so Cold-begotten by this point in the trip that I felt bad enough sitting in public as a walking Contagion. I didn't want to then croak out some polite but awkward directives to the kitchen, so I used some ketchup and let it lay. I even took it home, fully intending on heating everything up with a few spices or a dash of Braggs.
I'd also like to note that the service was really great.
The waiter was attentive and completely competent and efficient. My coffee cup never wanted for more, as he zipped through and topped it off every few minutes. I love people who are good at their jobs. Any job. Love it. Also, the orange juice was nice. Oh- and we got a vegan brownie that was delightful.
As I was sick this week, I ordered mostly the weirdest things whilst in Chicago. Primarily, plain vegetable soup from every Asian restaurant we visited. Thai, Chinese, Sushi Fusion, all of them.
Here is my table, which was kindly by a window. You may notice I am not in the photo. This is because I am SO independent that I couldn't even ask anyone to take my photo, I had to do it myself. I am also so independent that I didn't think to ask anyone to come and staff my booth so I could walk around the Zine Fest. In fact, I stayed anchored to my table the entire day, straying only to get coffee, do a workshop, and visit a food cart. Speaking of...
Something special about the Chicago Zine Fest (besides everything happening inside the building) was a food cart they coordinated with to pull up out front & sell vegan lunch to everybody. It was not any food cart, it was a SOUL VEG food truck!
Soul Vegetarian is outrageous. OUTRAGEOUS! It is delicious and healthy and I was happy to spend my meager fortune on some macaroni & cheese & wings. They are famous for creating fake chicken wings atop a sugar cane "bone". When you're done eating your wing, you can chew on the bone and it is delicious. Very dog-like, this bone chewing. Okay.
This is the part that you don't care about, but I'm on a roll- I was excited to find that my table neighbor from the Kentucky anarchist table strongly disliked the coconut water she'd purchased from Soul Veg, and gave it to me! Small victories. I had two giant coconut waters, which was a highlight to my trip and yes I'm writing this in lieu of telling you about great zines, performances and human beings or anything related to comics.
Two Coconut waters! Wow! Thanks, table neighbor!
Other things that happened: I ran into Dave Roche, whom I toured with in 2005 when the first Invincible Summer book came out. He has a fantastic travel zine about visiting Australia & Malaysia.
I reunited with my dear friend Cristy Road,
and I got my photo taken in front of "Steak & Egger" with Marissa Falco, who I heard received high honors at the Zinester Olympics the night before.
SPEAKING OF THE ZINESTER OLYMPICS....
I accepted the Long Armed Stapler Award in the place of Dylan Williams and Sparkplug Comics. I was honored to do so.
Dylan was a champion of independent comics, and while his passing has left a huge hole in our hearts, his publishing company Sparkplug is kept alive in the capable hands of Emily Nilsson, Virginia Paine, and Tom Neely.
Which is nice.
Dylan taught with me at the Independent Publishing Resource Center, where I have worked, volunteered & taught for the past twelve years. The IPRC is moving, and Blue from Stumptown Underground held a nice going away party on the last night we still had the space. I'm going to miss climbing the stairs of 917 SW Oak, the smell of Thai food that permeates the space, and the ritual of touching the door before the door handle so I don't get shocked from the carpeted halls of the second floor. Hmm.
Here's a photo from our last night in the space, including the elusive CLUTCH, aka Greg , whom I am standing back to back with in an Amazing Race Team Photo style.
The IPRC has been searching for a larger space for years (like seven?) and found a very grand & massive one in inner Southeast. Come check it out when they reopen.
I was on OPB the other week. Right before I got sick.
I was on Think Out Loud with Sarah Mirk and a lovely lady from the Oregon Historical Society, talking about historical comics.
Here is the link to listen to our talk:Think Out Loud .
I got a free mug out of the deal.
Oh Jeez- here are two more things.
The Bad Roommate Zine is out now. You can get it through my Etsy page, and if you live in Portland and put in the code PORTLANDPRICE at checkout, you can get free shipping because you are going to pick it up somewhere in Portland of my choosing.
This first batch has some typos, for which I apologize.
AND!!!! I have been turned into a playing card by comic genius Liz Prince!
She got to choose a musician for a deck of Feminist Playing Cards that is being created, and she chose me, which was such a nice thing for her to do.
You may not remember this far back, dear reader, but I have been in a couple of bands. I have not played music lately, as I have been gills deep in my book, but I am HONORED to have been chosen for this deck.
If you'd like to support the project and see who else is in there, check out the kickstarter page.
Okay, I think that's it for real.
I will see you soon at CAKE in Chicago, and at Stumptown Comics Festin the meantime.
Take Care!
n.g.
Last week I was sick as a D-O-G & in Chicago for the Chicago Zine Fest, where I debuted a new, raspy rendition of Sk8er Boi at Karaoke.
Here are some photos from my trip:
I had the weirdest breakfast at a placed called Flying Saucer in Chicago. It was called a sweet potato kale & tofu hash, which technically I guess it was, but let me tell you the weird part- the ingredients were each going it solo, not blending with each-other. It was tiny pieces of half-done sweet potato, half-cooked unspiced kale, and strangest of all, strips of plain Age tofu. Age tofu is that spongey tofu you get from the asian market or in a Vietnamese restaurant. You know what I'm talking about. Anyway, all of those things, but each on its own and each bland in its own way. Very weird breakfast.
The best part of my breakfast? Spiced apples! It felt very old fashioned to get a side of warm, soft, cinnamon-y apples alongside my savories.
I tell you what, I did not speak up or send this breakfast back from whence it came. I was so Cold-begotten by this point in the trip that I felt bad enough sitting in public as a walking Contagion. I didn't want to then croak out some polite but awkward directives to the kitchen, so I used some ketchup and let it lay. I even took it home, fully intending on heating everything up with a few spices or a dash of Braggs.
I'd also like to note that the service was really great.
The waiter was attentive and completely competent and efficient. My coffee cup never wanted for more, as he zipped through and topped it off every few minutes. I love people who are good at their jobs. Any job. Love it. Also, the orange juice was nice. Oh- and we got a vegan brownie that was delightful.
As I was sick this week, I ordered mostly the weirdest things whilst in Chicago. Primarily, plain vegetable soup from every Asian restaurant we visited. Thai, Chinese, Sushi Fusion, all of them.
Something special about the Chicago Zine Fest (besides everything happening inside the building) was a food cart they coordinated with to pull up out front & sell vegan lunch to everybody. It was not any food cart, it was a SOUL VEG food truck!
Soul Vegetarian is outrageous. OUTRAGEOUS! It is delicious and healthy and I was happy to spend my meager fortune on some macaroni & cheese & wings. They are famous for creating fake chicken wings atop a sugar cane "bone". When you're done eating your wing, you can chew on the bone and it is delicious. Very dog-like, this bone chewing. Okay.
This is the part that you don't care about, but I'm on a roll- I was excited to find that my table neighbor from the Kentucky anarchist table strongly disliked the coconut water she'd purchased from Soul Veg, and gave it to me! Small victories. I had two giant coconut waters, which was a highlight to my trip and yes I'm writing this in lieu of telling you about great zines, performances and human beings or anything related to comics.
Two Coconut waters! Wow! Thanks, table neighbor!
Other things that happened: I ran into Dave Roche, whom I toured with in 2005 when the first Invincible Summer book came out. He has a fantastic travel zine about visiting Australia & Malaysia.
I reunited with my dear friend Cristy Road,
and I got my photo taken in front of "Steak & Egger" with Marissa Falco, who I heard received high honors at the Zinester Olympics the night before.
SPEAKING OF THE ZINESTER OLYMPICS....
I accepted the Long Armed Stapler Award in the place of Dylan Williams and Sparkplug Comics. I was honored to do so.
Dylan was a champion of independent comics, and while his passing has left a huge hole in our hearts, his publishing company Sparkplug is kept alive in the capable hands of Emily Nilsson, Virginia Paine, and Tom Neely.
Which is nice.
Dylan taught with me at the Independent Publishing Resource Center, where I have worked, volunteered & taught for the past twelve years. The IPRC is moving, and Blue from Stumptown Underground held a nice going away party on the last night we still had the space. I'm going to miss climbing the stairs of 917 SW Oak, the smell of Thai food that permeates the space, and the ritual of touching the door before the door handle so I don't get shocked from the carpeted halls of the second floor. Hmm.
Here's a photo from our last night in the space, including the elusive CLUTCH, aka Greg , whom I am standing back to back with in an Amazing Race Team Photo style.
The IPRC has been searching for a larger space for years (like seven?) and found a very grand & massive one in inner Southeast. Come check it out when they reopen.
I was on OPB the other week. Right before I got sick.
I was on Think Out Loud with Sarah Mirk and a lovely lady from the Oregon Historical Society, talking about historical comics.
Here is the link to listen to our talk:Think Out Loud .
Oh Jeez- here are two more things.
This first batch has some typos, for which I apologize.
AND!!!! I have been turned into a playing card by comic genius Liz Prince!
She got to choose a musician for a deck of Feminist Playing Cards that is being created, and she chose me, which was such a nice thing for her to do.
If you'd like to support the project and see who else is in there, check out the kickstarter page.
Okay, I think that's it for real.
I will see you soon at CAKE in Chicago, and at Stumptown Comics Festin the meantime.
Take Care!
n.g.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
READING March 9 @ Chicago Zine Fest
Hello hello.
I am doing a reading in Chicago as part of the Chicago Zine Fest.
March 9 from 7 - 9pm at 826CHI, (1331 N Milwaukee)
Here is the full list of readers:
Georgi Johnston
Marc Parker
Chicago IRL
Karen Heeringa
Synthia Nicole
Milo Miller
Marian Runk
Rosy Phinick
Christopher Wilde
Artnoose
Sarah Morean
Jim Joyce
Nicole Georges
Be sure to come earlier for the youth reading, which begins at 6.
This event will feature an ASL interpreter.
I am doing a reading in Chicago as part of the Chicago Zine Fest.
March 9 from 7 - 9pm at 826CHI, (1331 N Milwaukee)
Here is the full list of readers:
Georgi Johnston
Marc Parker
Chicago IRL
Karen Heeringa
Synthia Nicole
Milo Miller
Marian Runk
Rosy Phinick
Christopher Wilde
Artnoose
Sarah Morean
Jim Joyce
Nicole Georges
Be sure to come earlier for the youth reading, which begins at 6.
This event will feature an ASL interpreter.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Giraffe Doilies, Chicago Zine Fest & Wishbone's Cover Letter
Hello!
Okay, I've officially purchased my tickets and will be traveling to Chicago for the Chicago Zine Fest this March!
In other news, Wishbone is looking for a job. Here's the cover letter for her resume:
Just kidding. She can't work. She's not old enough.
BUT , this is the laminated page that came with her when I got her from a rescue 3 years ago. It was like a little advertisement for her in their binder full of wayward dogs.
And lastly, here are two new doilies. Giraffes for you.
And of course they are for sale. The ones above are $40, the ones below are $60. The doilies are 12"x12" across. Very large! Suitable for framing. Original drawings!
They're chilling out on Etsy right now.
xoxoxo
n.g.
Okay, I've officially purchased my tickets and will be traveling to Chicago for the Chicago Zine Fest this March!
In other news, Wishbone is looking for a job. Here's the cover letter for her resume:
Just kidding. She can't work. She's not old enough.
BUT , this is the laminated page that came with her when I got her from a rescue 3 years ago. It was like a little advertisement for her in their binder full of wayward dogs.
And lastly, here are two new doilies. Giraffes for you.
And of course they are for sale. The ones above are $40, the ones below are $60. The doilies are 12"x12" across. Very large! Suitable for framing. Original drawings!
They're chilling out on Etsy right now.
xoxoxo
n.g.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Midwestern Adventure
Hi Everyone. I'm looking for a way to procrastinate right now from my (actually very fun) job of drawing dogs and invitations.
So I thought I might tell you about September.
1. MIDWEST
I went to the Midwest & performed in Columbia at the Rag Tag Theater,
afterwhich traveling to a friend's house where I learned (in the midst of a game) that if she had to pick her last meal, it would be Fiddle Faddle. Do you know that that is? Kind of like the poor man's cracker jacks.
I also went to Chicago and Iowa City, where I did not perform but did table with my stuff at Casiotone for the Painfully Alone / Otouto / Key Losers shows.
Otouto is one of my new favorite bands, who've traveled here from Australia and are currently touring the US with Casiotone (on his very last tour ever).
Someone said they sound "like Dirty Projectors covering the Blow".
Onward.
1.5. KANSAS CITY REVIEWS
CHINA TOMS felt wrong for the first time in the 13 years since I started eating there. The dining room was empty and hot, sort of muggy and the soy sauce container appeared not to have been cleaned since I dined there in high school. Bummer.
GENGHIS KHAN is always right.
BROADWAY CAFE even better than before. If only it were closer to our hotel...
LA QUINTA INN in Lenexa, Kansas, featuring a very very friendly front deskman who recently immigrated to Kansas from Zimbabwe, and whom I would befriend if only I lived there. He was so much nicer than the people at...
SUPER 8 MOTEL in Lenexa, Kansas, which featured a muggy room of bad smells and a la-z-boy chair speckled in who knows what sort of invisible debris (see photo). The bed had a couch pillow masquerading as a sleeping pillow, which I exchanged for an unleavened cotton-clad matzoh to lay my head upon.
HY VEE GROCERY STORE in Lenexa, Kansas had an amazing salad bar with delicious fresh fruits, no lie. The salad bar also had some classic midwestern fare (like Oreo pudding and glazed strawberries) which I decoded for a very curious and mystified Jeb.
THE GROCERY STORE IN COLUMBIA MISSOURI was a land unlike we've ever seen. Where "garlic" is a specialty item kept safely in the back room, "canned pumpkin" is an unstocked delicacy (leaving one to make sweet potato waffles in lieu of), and broccoli is charged at $3.50 a head, no matter if you have a head or not.
WINSTEADS on the Plaza in Kansas City held up to the test of time, serving a small gravy boat of french fries and a frosty chocolate coke. The waitress had amazing false eyelashes, and I only lamented the lack of table-side juke boxes.
FUD is a new vegan restaurant in Kansas City, where I had trouble wrapping my head around the idea of no table menus, only a chalkboard and a thorough verbal description from the waitress/owner of the restaurant.
I dined on vegan nachos with "jack fish" (phish?) (made of jack fruit), Wild Rice meat, cashew cheese (very nacho cheese like, no lumps), and a generous helping of guacamole. BUT LO! As I finished the first layer of nachos, the owner came out and instructed me that I needed more cheese. In a stupor I agreed and she whisked my plate away, only to return it with the 2nd tier of chips replenished! More cheese & guacamole! Had I died and gone to a vegan heaven ? Perhaps. But I needed a nap after eating what was possible 3 pounds of jack fish.
So I thought I might tell you about September.
1. MIDWEST
I went to the Midwest & performed in Columbia at the Rag Tag Theater,
afterwhich traveling to a friend's house where I learned (in the midst of a game) that if she had to pick her last meal, it would be Fiddle Faddle. Do you know that that is? Kind of like the poor man's cracker jacks.
I also went to Chicago and Iowa City, where I did not perform but did table with my stuff at Casiotone for the Painfully Alone / Otouto / Key Losers shows.
Otouto is one of my new favorite bands, who've traveled here from Australia and are currently touring the US with Casiotone (on his very last tour ever).
Someone said they sound "like Dirty Projectors covering the Blow".
Onward.
1.5. KANSAS CITY REVIEWS
CHINA TOMS felt wrong for the first time in the 13 years since I started eating there. The dining room was empty and hot, sort of muggy and the soy sauce container appeared not to have been cleaned since I dined there in high school. Bummer.
GENGHIS KHAN is always right.
BROADWAY CAFE even better than before. If only it were closer to our hotel...
LA QUINTA INN in Lenexa, Kansas, featuring a very very friendly front deskman who recently immigrated to Kansas from Zimbabwe, and whom I would befriend if only I lived there. He was so much nicer than the people at...
SUPER 8 MOTEL in Lenexa, Kansas, which featured a muggy room of bad smells and a la-z-boy chair speckled in who knows what sort of invisible debris (see photo). The bed had a couch pillow masquerading as a sleeping pillow, which I exchanged for an unleavened cotton-clad matzoh to lay my head upon.
HY VEE GROCERY STORE in Lenexa, Kansas had an amazing salad bar with delicious fresh fruits, no lie. The salad bar also had some classic midwestern fare (like Oreo pudding and glazed strawberries) which I decoded for a very curious and mystified Jeb.
THE GROCERY STORE IN COLUMBIA MISSOURI was a land unlike we've ever seen. Where "garlic" is a specialty item kept safely in the back room, "canned pumpkin" is an unstocked delicacy (leaving one to make sweet potato waffles in lieu of), and broccoli is charged at $3.50 a head, no matter if you have a head or not.
WINSTEADS on the Plaza in Kansas City held up to the test of time, serving a small gravy boat of french fries and a frosty chocolate coke. The waitress had amazing false eyelashes, and I only lamented the lack of table-side juke boxes.
FUD is a new vegan restaurant in Kansas City, where I had trouble wrapping my head around the idea of no table menus, only a chalkboard and a thorough verbal description from the waitress/owner of the restaurant.
I dined on vegan nachos with "jack fish" (phish?) (made of jack fruit), Wild Rice meat, cashew cheese (very nacho cheese like, no lumps), and a generous helping of guacamole. BUT LO! As I finished the first layer of nachos, the owner came out and instructed me that I needed more cheese. In a stupor I agreed and she whisked my plate away, only to return it with the 2nd tier of chips replenished! More cheese & guacamole! Had I died and gone to a vegan heaven ? Perhaps. But I needed a nap after eating what was possible 3 pounds of jack fish.
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About Me
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- Nicole J. Georges is an illustrator , zinester, and pet portrait artist located in a neighborhood of geriatrics in Portland, Oregon. She is currently the fellow at the Center for Cartoon Studies in White River Junction, VT. She is accompanied through life by a Chihuahua/Shiba-inu named Ponyo Georges. .Nicole's debut graphic novel Calling Dr. Laura is out NOW with Mariner Books.