GET JIRO! is now available for Pre-Order.

by Langdon on December 19, 2011

 

I’m delighted and slightly panicked to announce that the book I’m drawing, Anthony Bourdain’s Get Jiro!, co-written with Joel Rose, is now available for pre-order at Amazon.com. Delighted, because this has been a giant project for me, and it seems unreal that it will become something other than a huge heap of pages on the corner of my desk.  Delighted also to see my cover with bold title text and the colors by the very accomplished Dave Stewart.

Panicked, since I can feel my deadline’s breath on the back of my neck, and there’s a pointy thicket of holiday between now and the last page.

The permeable, in fact nonexistent, boundary of self

by Langdon on September 19, 2011

I believe, (and I don’t use that word very often, but I’m trying it on now to see how it fits,) I believe that what I experience as my “self” is merely the superficial expression of a vast body of sensation and processing.

In fact, “body” is a good word for all that comprises me that’s otherwise invisible to me. This isn’t a new idea, of course, and it’s been validated repeatedly in recent years with studies illuminating the relevance of subconscious processes that holistically compute information and present its conclusions to the conscious mind as a physical feeling.  The “gut feeling” is truly one of the only ways a vast, alien, hidden brain can communicate with the superficial mind so that action can be taken in our environment.

But how does this subconscious self obtain its data? We certainly have a very accessible library of facts and relationships that we draw upon when we make conscious decisions.  We’d have to assume the hidden self knows English to access that library, or that there’s a layer of translation between that library and our visible, knowable selves, which is a pretty shocking idea itself. But that hidden self also has access to levels of subtle information that the exposed mind doesn’t- The quickness of someone’s stride, a fluctuation in their voice. The smell on their breath, or on the breeze. A change in temperature in the air.  Indeed, levels of unimagined resolution that would blind and overload the exposed mind if we were aware of it all.

Again, hardly a new idea.  But consider that all those sensations, themselves, are affected by everything in their own environments. Taking people as an easy example, the quickness in someone’s stride is a consequence of variables in that person’s recent history. Perhaps they’re late for an appointment. Perhaps they’re remembering a movie they saw in which someone was being chased. Likewise with the fluctuation in their voice, conveying a history unknowable to us, or an inner, private sensorium just brushing the surface of the knowable world. The smell of their breath, affected by the choices made by the guy who made their sandwich at the deli, who in turn, was affected by an article he read about umami, or the fact that he simply ran out of the good mustard.

Our hidden minds are the recipients of this fractal chain of interactions, and I can’t believe that it can sort out what’s an intentional message and what isn’t. If our hidden minds are holistic processing engines, computing in parallel a vast sea of information and passing it up to our visible minds, then our exposed minds, our decisions, and our experience is literally and fundamentally connected to the behavior of every person, and every event on Earth, and beyond.

I think this is pretty obvious, but the implications are profound. Individual minds must function like individual neurons in a globe-girdling meta-mind, connected to many other neurons, but experiencing, to differing degrees, signals passed to it by every other neuron in the network. I can’t imagine what the face of this intelligence looks like at a scale evolved to comprehend it, but it must manifest at a certain scale. It simply MUST.

Okay, I guess that’s not a new idea either, but it’s pretty shocking every time it occurs to me, not least for its obviousness. Yet, what utility can the acceptance of this reality afford, and what can this mean for the life of the neuron?

More thoughts later.

Spewing out of the Battle Bus

July 15, 2011

Even the mellowest yellowtarian will find hirself gripped by the hemp mittens of righteousness, and thrown upon hir enemy like a slice of marinated zucchini onto the biodieselly-combustive hibachi of duty.

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Jiro finds sanctuary and soup.

June 5, 2011

Jiro finds the best food in town in its filthiest restaurant. Get Jiro! will be out Summer 2012, published by Vertigo.  Written by Anthony Bourdain and Joel Rose

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Thanks, Neo!

May 26, 2011

I owe you one, my friend. -Langdon

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Rocks are People, and Boats are Family

April 3, 2011

I just read about this Japanese fisherman who, at the discovery that the tsunami was bearing down on his small island, decided to flee the island in an effort to save his boat.  He knew that the tsunami would destroy every boat on the island, and that his community’s only chance of escaping isolation when more »

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Downtown LA

March 31, 2011

Encircled by the monolithic battlements of luxury condominiums, LA’s Inside The Ring is the private playground of the palate for the vapid, self-absorbed, Superich. From Get Jiro! due out Spring 2012.

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The Permanence of the Erased

January 31, 2011

So I was drawing a closeup of a dangling hand the other day.  I was really pleased with it.  It didn’t come out fully-formed and appropriate, of course; I had to wrestle with it for fifteen minutes, but once it came out  it looked really natural, in a way that I feel most of my more »

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Communication

January 16, 2011

The integration of the halves must be a communication. No act can really be accomplished alone; I am here, now, only because of my interactions with the actions of other people.  Likewise, my art only exists through the communication between my brain hemispheres, is the product of a cooperation of my halves. I know I more »

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Happy Holidays

December 27, 2010

By the Knights of Columbus, that was a crazy stretch.  The holidays are so dense and frantic that I feel like a little squirrel dashing around trying to remember where I stashed my acorns, or a bear stuffing as many grubs and berries in my furry cheeks so I can sleep until spring, except for more »

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