Cristobal’s Crystal Ball for the Week of 3/9


Yo! How ya doin’? I’ve been exploring the world of solo gaming and dice/card- based journaling. Naturally, there are going to be times that you can’t get the gang together to roll dice, but you still want to get weird. I look at solo games as the perfect exercise for coming up with new ideas for group-game content.
Evergreen Wilds by Disaster Tourism and The Silence by Under the Dice are to awesome experiences that I explore during my lunch time when I want a burst of inspiration.
I cannot praise The Quiet Year by Buried Without Ceremony enough. You need a couple of players for this, but the return on investment in terms of the inspiration, maps, and weird content that springs from a session is INSANE!
GET WEIRD ALONE SOMETIMES!
Robert Henri, The Art Spirit
Hiya, pals! Today we’re talking about The Art Spirit by Robert Henri- a how-to on making art like your life depends on it.
Henri was in the trenches as both painter and teacher, pushing his students to stop overthinking and start feeling. “The object isn’t to make art, it’s to be in that wonderful state which makes art inevitable.” Boom! Right in the kisser. You don’t do art. You become art. You live it, breathe it, let it take over your bones until there’s nothing left to do but create.
Don’t waste time waiting for permission. “Cherish your own emotions and never undervalue them.” That’s Henri telling us our gut instincts are gold. Feel something? Good. Put it on the page, the canvas, the world. Don’t sand down the edges, don’t pretty it up for the critics. Like ODB said, “Oh baby, I like it raw!”
One more cup of coffee for the road: “The artist must be a master of reality, but must refuse to be its slave.” This world will try to box you in, tell you how things should be done. Rules are for squares, ya dig. Be wild. Be fearless. Be a friggin’ werewolf and howl at the friggin’ moon, baby!
So grab your brush, your pen, your pizza slicer, your knitting needles- whatever- and get to work!
Times are weird, pals! I loved seeing what everyone was up to and learning new things on social media, but it was taking over too much of my free time, and my executive function skills made it hard for me to disengage. I knew leaving Instagram and Facebook was probably not the right “marketing” move, but, more importantly, I knew that it would disconnect me from people I care about. Therein lies a big problem- why was I so dependent on these platforms to maintain relationships? With this transition, I am moving to phone calls, texting, and good -old-fashioned letter writing.
I do want to get my work and thoughts out to the masses, hence the website. If I can build one, you definitely can!My only experience with coding was in the mid-80s with Gyromite for the NES.
I want to share with you a Youtube video that guided me through the process and showed me how to get discounts so that the whole shebang cost me less than 30 clams!
Let me know what you think!
One of the first books I remember reading is the The Dwindling Party by Edward Gorey. I cannot count how many times I read it, but it was enough that its many intricate pop-up features required constant surgery with scotch tape. This was one of the books that made me a reader for life.
In short, a family visits an estate and is picked off my beast, statues, and sea monsters one-by-one. Little Neville, the lone survivor, is always distracted during the attacks and his apathy is wonderfully charming.
“And so the MacFizzets, they vanished forever/ At least each and every last one of the rest/ Except for small Neville- who said: ‘Well, I never/ But then, I expect it was all for the best”
Holy Cow, this would make for a great adventure! Who will survive and what will be left of them!
If you ever see this out in the wild, pick it up, for it is now quite collectible. Long live Edward Gorey!