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Prints Available for Purchase

I've finally set up a storefront, through Imagekind, where you can purchase prints of my charcoal drawings. See the snazzy banner to the right? Here's the direct link to the storefront's URL: http://lcassorla.imagekind.com/store/

A Video Showing My Drawing Process

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This is a video I made for my Kickstarter campaign. I like it a lot. I hope you do too.

My First Kickstarter Campaign (please help)

Eight days ago I launched my first Kickstarter campaign. It runs until November 2, 02012. I hope you'll consider helping, by backing the campaign or by spreading the word to your friends or both. I got an easy to remember URL for the campaign: http://tinyurl.com/kickstartercampaign Thanks for your consideration.

I've Been Selected!

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I received word yesterday evening that I have been selected to show a couple of drawings in the Juried Regional Exhibition at Newport's Library Arts Center . This is the second consecutive year in which I have been given this honor. The exhibition will open to the public on Friday, May 4, 02012. I am extremely excited about this opportunity. What thrills me even more is that I have been selected to participate in the 02013 Selections Exhibit at the same gallery. That's a group show that will include the work of just seven artists. In that show, we'll get to show more than just two works apiece. I have not gotten any details yet about how many pieces I'll be able to show or whether they have to be new works or who gets to decide which pieces are included. I'm sure all will be revealed in due time. For now, I'm just over the proverbial moon about having been chosen. It's something that I basically set for myself as a "lifetime goal" within the last...

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“Before we marry the guy next door, don't you think we ought to have a fling with a tall dark stranger and see if he can support us in the manner to which we'd like to be accustomed? And if he can't, we can always marry the steady beau who lives next door.” —Richard Land, in an NPR piece that aired January 13th [Richard Land is the president of The Ethics & Religious Liberty Commission of the Southern Baptist Convention.] The quote above was made in an effort to explain the need for a meeting that was scheduled to happen this weekend. At that meeting, 150 influential religious Conservatives ended up deciding [on the third ballot] that Rick Santorum is the Republican candidate that they want to support, collectively, as the anti-Romney. I found it absolutely fascinating that Dr. Land chose the words he did in making his analogy. I was all set to send him a letter congratulating him for finally facing his own homosexual tendencies. I was all set to thank him for ta...

Poem #206

The repercussions of long discussions can be deep and wide and troubling. For strong protection try misdirection. Perhaps mention tripling or bubbling. 8/1/02010 Did you notice the "misdirection"? If you were paying attention, you were likely waiting for a rhyme with "troubling" and the setup word of "tripling" should have led you to expect "doubling". But then I threw in "bubbling" instead. Okay, so it's gimmicky. What do you want? I'm providing these free of charge.

Poem #205

If I start to pant but I'm still unable to breathe and my skin breaks out in hives, please don't — you can't — I don't want you to leave or force feed my sour cream and chives. 7/31/02010 I don't remember composing this one, but it sure seems like it was strictly an exercise in rhyme.

Poem #204

Once I am dead I won't need a bed. For I won't do any more sleeping. Nor will I require any fancy attire or alarm clock to wake me with beeping. 7/30/02010

Poem #203

If you desire to someday retire I hope we can succeed. You inspire me to aspire to fulfill your every need. 7/29/02010

Poem #202

Think I'll make it in the nick of time! Brother, can you spare a dime? 7/28/02010 This was me trying to squeeze a poem in by midnight. Terrible, terrible, terrible!

Poem #201

Sometimes I feel like a bird on the wing and sometimes I feel quite small. Sometimes you love me early in spring and sometimes late in the fall. 7/27/02010

Poem #200

Pretty much all that matters to me matters because of you. I'm going to love you the rest of my life even if you become a Jew. 7/27/02010 As I've probably mentioned, my darling wife is in the process of converting to Judaism. This is not my favorite idea ever. Such is life.

Poem #199

I feel terrible. I feel awful. I wasted a day of our life. I wish I could take it back and redo it and show you I love you, my wife. 7/27/02010 This was written after some horrible and pointless argument and misunderstanding.

Poem #198

When you kiss me you give my heart wings. When you hug me you set my heart free. I'll never get tired of feeling these things. I cherish what you do to me. 7/25/02010 Another in a long line of gushy love poems.

Poem #197

I've listened to their arguments and still I'm not persuaded. For when it's time to make their point, the truth's always evaded. 7/24/02010 This one is paired thematically with the previous one.

A Diversionary Tactic

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Don't believe the “polymath|flibbertigibbet” label that you see above in this blog's header graphic? Check this out: I recently found out about The Thousand-Year Game Design Challenge and within a week had invented a new game and submitted it for consideration in the competition. Read about my game, Venn's Revenge , by clicking here or by clicking on the “Venn's Revenge: The Game” link in the sidebar.

Poem #196

I've listened to their arguments and found them unconvincing. The "logic" they use tends to induce wincing. 7/23/02010 This one was inspired by religionistas pushing their fairy tales as if they represent reality.

Poem #195

A pizza pie is nice and so's a bowl of rice. Sometimes it's quite funny when your eggs are runny. 7/22/02010 No deep meaning here. This was simply an exercise in rhyme.

Poem #194

I love when you call me Dammit. It reminds me of how much you care. But I wonder whether you'd call me that if I danced more like Fred Astaire. 7/21/02010 Dammit is one of my darling wife's nicknames for me. In case you were wondering.

Poem #193

For my birthday, I don't need a fish. I want you to love me. That's my only wish. 7/20/02010 My birthday was fast approaching and my darling wife was probably asking what I wanted.