
The cover story is on Augusto Boal and the Theatre of the Oppressed.
Meanwhile, the cover was a 10-hour project on Monday. I’m still not entirely comfortable with this faux-painting technique, but I think I’m getting better at it.

The cover story is on Augusto Boal and the Theatre of the Oppressed.
Meanwhile, the cover was a 10-hour project on Monday. I’m still not entirely comfortable with this faux-painting technique, but I think I’m getting better at it.
from the Omaha Reader

There have been a ton of news reports out of West Virginia centering around Clinton supporters’ unshakable belief that Barack Obama is a Muslim, but this one is my favorite so far. Not so much because of the clip (which is just run-of-the-mill disturbing at this point — the ignorance has lost its shock value) but because of the hilarious reaction:
This recent Financial Times piece about West Virginia voters quotes a “lifelong Democrat”:
“I heard that Obama is a Muslim and his wife’s an atheist,” said Mr Simpson, drawing on a cigarette outside the fire station in Williamson, a coalmining town of 3,400 people surrounded by lush wooded hillsides.
Mr. Simpson, that does not even make sense. You think a secret radical Muslim would marry an atheist? Even if it was purely to piss off Christians? Sleeper agent jihadists are not known for their tolerance of Enlightenment principles!
from Gawker.com: Old white people know the truth about Barack Obama
from the Lincoln Journal Star


And here’s another sketch from this same big week of news…
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from the San Diego Reader

from the Omaha Reader

from the Lincoln Journal Star

from the Daily Nebraskan
The Burger King in the Nebraska Union was basically my office for three years, being upstairs from the Daily Nebraskan offices. It was where I developed the habit of needing fast food in order to come up with cartoon ideas. I have many fond memories of that place, having shared many wonderful meals with wonderful people.
I was there when BK distributed Backstreet Boys CDs in 1999. I ate there after aerobic swimming each morning in 1997. I saw the coming and going of the French Chicken Sandwich, one of the three International Chicken Sandwiches. I witnessed the arrival and departure of the Sourdough Bacon Cheeseburger from BKs of Lincoln. I was there when one of the north windows was broken, forcing the Union to replace all of them, as each window had a matching pattern painted on it.
The Daily Nebraskan ran this farewell cartoon today, and to properly honor the end of this era, I busted out the markers and did this cartoon old school DN style.
