Comrade Scully, Pericles, and the Good Doctor



Babuskully – Symmachia – Res Ipsa.

Series of illustrations, available as individual prints at the upcoming Art Against Alzheimers benefit, hosted by Mr. Brandon Tokunaga. Some X Files with a Russian twist, Periclean democracy, and the genesis of Gonzo Journalism. Not bad for a makeshift triptych.

Kolyma Tales

~ Through The Snow ~
“How is a road beaten down through the virgin snow? One person walks ahead, sweating, swearing, and barely moving his feet. He keeps getting stuck in the loose, deep snow. He goes far ahead, marking his path with uneven black pits. When he tires, he lies down on the snow, lights a home-made cigarette, and the tobacco smoke hangs suspended above the white, gleaming snow like a blue cloud. The man moves on, but the cloud remains hovering above the spot where he rested, for the air is motionless. Roads are always beaten down on days like these – so that the wind won’t sweep away this labor of man. The man himself selects points in the snow’s infinity to orient himself – a cliff, a tall tree. He steers his body through the snow in the same fashion that a helmsman steers a riverboat from one cape to another.
“Five or six persons follow shoulder-to-shoulder along the narrow, wavering track of the first man. They walk beside his path but not along it. When they reach a predetermined spot, they turn back and tramp down the clean virgin snow which has not yet felt the foot of man. The road is tramped down. It can be used by the people, sleighs, tractors. If they were to walk directly behind the first man, the second group would make a clearly defined but barely passable narrow path, and not a road. The first man has the hardest task, and when he is exhausted, another man from the group of five takes his place. Each of them – even the smallest and weakest – must beat down a section of virgin snow, and not simply follow another’s footsteps. Later will come tractors and horses driven by readers, instead of authors and poets.”


~Varlam Shalamov