The SKOOKUM! Blog

This is the Official Blog of SKOOKUM! the online manga. In this blog you'll find news, blogs and all kinds of strange information relating to SKOOKUM! as well as of its creators.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Help SKOOKUM.....

There is a time when a plea for help comes,
When one's all out of bread save for the crumbs.
Perhaps it is the fault of one's own,
that's why at some point we all moan.
But there always forces greater than us,
and bend to them, we must.

It started out all fun and well,
It was the manga where happy thoughts dwell.
Creating it was the best thing yet,
just that the expectations that came were never quite met.
There was a sore lack of readers, for one,
and at some point that really killed the fun.

I worked hard over time, over stone and sea,
I worked on hard even when I'm busy.
I'm glad when readers write to say,
that my manga really made their day.
Still, in the web-comic world, that's isn't quite enough,
and the reader-counter doesn't quite bluff.

I have found myself something even more involving,
it keeps me up and it's more invigorating.
I love SKOOKUM with all my heart,
it is something I am always a part.
Still the painful fact remains -
there aren't enough readers for my effort to sustain.

Perhaps, once I sorted things out a bit,
the bulb of inspiration will once again be lit.
SKOOKUM will soon return,
may all those who doubt this burn!
Let's hope that the manga will inspire a greater spark,
and not another mediocre web-comic of a monkey's fuck.
Till then, I extend my sincere thanks,
for those who held out for me and not abandon their ranks.
I'd be back soon, wait and see.
And you can trust this 'cause it came from me.

Monday, December 25, 2006

130th Street. Japan Trip! December 12th - 22nd! [PART 1]



Folks,

In case you have been wondering, and I hope you DID wonder, where I have gone for the past two weeks, I was in Japan. Yes, Japan. Visiting Japan has always been one of my dreams. Not only do I have several friends there, I have always been fascinated by Japan. Personally, as a manga artist, visiting Japan is like a pilgrimmage. Almost like, you can't really call yourself a manga artist until you have been to Japan and see for yourself the very land that gave manga and anime to the world.

My friend and I arrived in Tokyo during the early morning of December 13th. Our Japanese friend, Megumi was there to receive us. She told us that Tokyo has a pretty complext railway system with over 16 railway companies providing different transportation services throughout Japan. My Japanese isn't really good, and it took me a while to be able to read the names of the stations. Most maps have English names along with the Japanese names. Most maps, however, don't.

There are generally 3 Types of transportation offered: The Normal, The Rapid and The Express. The Normal train does what every train in the world does, it moves and stops at every designated stop. The Rapid however, stops only at selected stations. It is meant for those who wish to reach far destinations faster. The Express, stops only at four stops before speeding to the designated station. The designated station is usually a HUGE station where people can make even more transfers to other destinations throughout Japan. Undoubtedly, I was utterly confused over what to take during the first day in Japan, but after endless questioning and frustrations, we managed to get around.

Our hotel was called "Hotel Dormy Inn". It is a Japanese style hotel located at the financial district of Tokyo known as Hatchobori. We had to wait till it was 0330pm before we could check in, and we used to time to explore a little of downtown Ginza. No surpirse Ginza is littered with classy French and American brands from Louis Vuitton, Dior, Chanel, and GAP. And boy were they all expensive. Yet, practically every Japanese girl was armed with at least a Chanel bag. Most of them had their Louis Vuittons. It is no surprise therefore that Japan consumes over 1/3 of Louis Vuitton's total bag production!!!!!

We stayed only a day in Tokyo, before setting out to Kyoto. That, which I will tell you more about in the next update!

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

129th Street. Dante's "Inferno" and Matthew Pearl's "The Dante Club"



Folks,

I know once again I am late for an update. Well, at least this one is not a month's late. I am officially into my holidays and what this means to all of you is that updates is gonna come to you at a more regular basis. We might be back on track with one page a week! And on good weeks, even two updates a week.

During the past one month, in case you're wondering what I have been up to, I have been trying to complete my near endless reports and of course, reading. What am I reading you might ask? I am reading TWO authors at the same time actually. One, Dante and the other Matthew Pearl.

Why Dante? And why now? All right for those of you who doesn't have a slightest idea of who Dante is, he is poet in the 14th century who wrote "The Divine Comedy" or "La Divina Comedia" in Italian. "La Divina Comedia" consists of three parts, "Inferno" (Hell), "Purgatorio" (Purgatory) and "Paradisio" (Paradise/Heaven). The poem details Dante's trip through this three stages of afterlife. One of his most powerful and influential work is arguably "Inferno" where he details the five separate layers of hell, Upper Hell, Lower Hell, Nether Hell One, Nether Hell Two and Nether Hell Three. Each layer consists of separate circles that has punishments in store for respective sinners. The diagram above gives a rough idea of what hell looks like.

Hell, according to Dante, operates by the principle of "CONTRAPASSO", or counter punishment. The act committed by the sinners becomes the force that punishes them. For example, in the Second Circle of Upper Hell, Dante finds the Lustful. He sees people being blown about by a dark wind. When he asks his mentor Virgil why are these people being flung about in the wind, Virgil explains that these people, are the adulterers. When alive they are unable to stick to one partner. They move from partners to partners, and in death, their inability to keep "still" becomes a force that punishes them. Since they can't keep still when they were alive, in contrapasso, they will NEVER get to be still ever.

Even if one doesn't believe Dante's vision of hell, one cannot ignore the beautiful poetry in which "Inferno" is written in. The entire poem is written in "terza rima" - a poem with three lines per stanza. The last word of the first line of the stanza rhymes with the last word of the third line of the stanza. The last word of the second line of the stanza will rhyme with the last word of the first line of the next stanza.

Matthew Pearl is a summa cum laude graduate in English Literature from Harvard University, and he is a huge fan of Dante. In his work, "The Dante Club", he details a series of killings set in 19th century Boston that are modeled after the punishments written in Dante's "Inferno". At that time Dante has not yet been fully translated in America, and it is up to four Dante scholars to find out who exactly is reading Dante and carrying out the killings.

I could go on forever about Dante and how great he is - but to really experience his greatness, you need to read it. Read "The Dante Club" if you find "Inferno" too turgid for your taste. It will change your life.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

128th Street. ONE MONTH LATE... But still Working it Out!

Folks,

I'm ONE month late....

Something tells me that I screwed up big time - but I can't help it. Most importantly, I still manage to create a new page. I think for now, that's all that matters!

Check out the podcast for a the whole story.

Have a good one everyone!

Monday, September 04, 2006

127th Street. In Memory of Steve Irwin 1962 - 2006



Steve "Crocodile Hunter" Irwin died on September 4th, Monday, 2006.

I practically grew up watching Steve Irwin's documentary programs. Of course, I didn't quite like him as he grew older. I grew a little tired of his lack of vocabulary and his rather predictable shows. However, that doesn't mean I don't appreciate what he had done for animals. In one memorable episode, he helped funded for a new pond in East Timor for two crocodiles which were practically cooped up in cages two sizes too small for them.

Some of his critics said he was merely some wannabe who's making money out of cornering frightened wild animals. I am sure the Steve Irwin way of introducing animals to an audience is not the best way. But if by doing so, it helps us to know a little more about the animal, I say that's achieving a lot.

The best bit, is, I say he died doing what he loved best. Morbid as it seems, I say it may well be a blessing. I am almost certain Irwin would not want to die any other way. Here's to the man, who died doing what he loved and believed. What he left behind is a lasting memory of the effort he put in in bringing the beauty of wildlife a little closer to the lives of children and people.

Below are the details of the accident:

CAIRNS, Australia - Steve Irwin, the hugely popular Australian television personality and conservationist known as the "Crocodile Hunter," was killed Monday by a stingray while filming off the Great Barrier Reef. He was 44.


Irwin was at Batt Reef, off the remote coast of northeastern Queensland state, shooting a segment for a series called "Ocean's Deadliest" when he swam too close to one of the animals, which have a poisonous bard on their tails, his friend and colleague John Stainton said.

"He came on top of the stingray and the stingray's barb went up and into his chest and put a hole into his heart," said Stainton, who was on board Irwin's boat at the time.

Crew members aboard the boat, Croc One, called emergency services in the nearest city, Cairns, and administered CPR as they rushed the boat to nearby Low Isle to meet a rescue helicopter. Medical staff pronounced Irwin dead when they arrived a short time later, Stainton said.

Irwin was famous for his enthusiasm for wildlife and his catchword "Crikey!" in his television program "Crocodile Hunter." First broadcast in Australia in 1992, the program was picked up by the Discovery network, catapulting Irwin to international celebrity.

He rode his image into a feature film, 2002's "The Crocodile Hunters: Collision Course" and developed the wildlife park that his parents opened, Australia Zoo, into a major tourist attraction.

"The world has lost a great wildlife icon, a passionate conservationist and one of the proudest dads on the planet," Stainton told reporters in Cairns. "He died doing what he loved best and left this world in a happy and peaceful state of mind. He would have said, 'Crocs Rule!'"

Prime Minister John Howard, who hand-picked Irwin to attend a gala barbecue to honor President Bush when he visited in 2003, said he was "shocked and distressed at Steve Irwin's sudden, untimely and freakish death."

"It's a huge loss to Australia," Howard told reporters. "He was a wonderful character. He was a passionate environmentalist. He brought joy and entertainment and excitement to millions of people."

Irwin, who made a trademark of hovering dangerously close to untethered crocodiles and leaping on their backs, spoke in rapid-fire bursts with a thick Australian accent and was almost never seen without his uniform of khaki shorts and shirt and heavy boots.

His ebullience was infectious and Australian officials sought him out for photo opportunities and to promote Australia internationally.

Irwin's public image was dented, however, in 2004 when he caused an uproar by holding his infant son in one arm while feeding large crocodiles inside a zoo pen. Irwin claimed at the time there was no danger to the child, and authorities declined to charge Irwin with violating safety regulations.

Later that year, he was accused of getting too close to penguins, a seal and humpback whales in Antarctica while making a documentary. Irwin denied any wrongdoing, and an Australian Environment Department investigation recommended no action be taken against him.

Stingrays have a serrated, toxin-loaded barb, or spine, on the top of their tail. The barb, which can be up to 10 inches long, flexes if a ray is frightened. Stings usually occur to people when they step on or swim too close to a ray and can be excruciatingly painful but are rarely fatal, said University of Queensland marine neuroscientist Shaun Collin.

Collin said he suspected Irwin died because the barb pierced under his ribcage and directly into his heart.

"It was extraordinarily bad luck. It's not easy to get spined by a stingray and to be killed by one is very rare," Collin said.

News of Irwin's death spread quickly, and tributes flowed from all quarters of society.

At Australia Zoo at Beerwah, south Queensland, floral tributes were dropped at the entrance, where a huge fake crocodile gapes. Drivers honked their horns as they passed.

"Steve, from all God's creatures, thank you. Rest in peace," was written on a card with a bouquet of native flowers.

"We're all very shocked. I don't know what the zoo will do without him. He's done so much for us, the environment and it's a big loss," said Paula Kelly, a local resident and volunteer at the zoo, after dropping off a wreath at the gate.

Stainton said Irwin's American-born wife Terri, from Eugene, Ore., had been informed of his death, and had told their daughter Bindi Sue, 8, and son Bob, who will turn 3 in December.

The couple met when she went on vacation in Australia in 1991 and visited Irwin's Australia Zoo; they were married six months later. Sometimes referred to as the "Crocodile Huntress," she costarred on her husband's television show and in his 2002 movie.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

126th Street. Nick McDonell - Some People DO Get Everything.



A few days ago, I picked up a novel, entitled TWELVE by a young author by the name of Nick McDonell. Maybe that was a mistake.

A mistake not because the book was bad, in fact, the book was FABULOUS. Precisely because the book's so good that I was horrified to learn that the author of the book is only 17 years-old. It gets better. Nick McDonell is currently attending Harvard - pretty much the BEST college in the United States. He's RICH 'cause his father's Terry McDonell, the Managing Editor of "Sports Illustrated". And Nick, I must add, looks like a freakin' MODEL.

This guy has pretty much EVERYTHING going for him. Wealth, intelligence, connections, talent and fame. We feel good when we see Paris Hilton, 'cause we all know deep inside she's as hollow as emptied salt shaker. However, how can we possibly come to terms with when we encounter someone like Nick McDonell? It just accentuates the fact that life is TERRIBLY UNFAIR, and that there are people who have everything is on their way to getting MORE. It's not surprising that McDonell’s fellow underage novelist Marty Beckerman called his writing “self-serving swill from a rich kid with connections.” No doubt, Beckerman's JEALOUS.... but aren't we all...?

Yes, Nick McDonell, now 21 years old, and a junior at Harvard, is about to release his second novel - " The Third Brother". It's just gonna get better for him. The New York Metro writes,

"Don't Hate Him Because He's Young, Good-Looking, Privileged, Impeccably Connected, and About to Publish His Second Novel"

And I say, shouldn't we?

Saturday, August 05, 2006

125th Street. Mina Loy's "Apology of Genius"



Folks,

Yeah, you guys should have seen this coming. If I'm not listening to Indie music, I'm reading poems. I don't have a lot of favorite poets, 'cause I don't read an extensive amount of poetry. Mina Loy is one of the poets I really like. Like most American poets I love, she's dead and buried, and, like most Great American poets, her poetry live on. Loy's poetry is exceptionally difficult, and I only got to appreciate her during one of my Literature classes.

This particular poem. "Apology of Genius" is an example of a pretty dense poem that simply CANNOT be understood in a single reading. I read it at least FIVE times before I could make out what she's saying.

This poem can be interpreted as Loy's apology of the artistic geniuses of the world. In simple terms, it's not a genius's fault that she is a genius. The genius is above everyone, 'cause he/she is able to see and understand things beyond common comprehension. Yet, society tries re-appropriate the genius, making him or her part of the society in which she is in. Loy's saying that is NOT possible. Even if it seems the genius has given up and has blended in, she will stand out like a luminous gem.

Hopefully, you guys enjoy the poem as much as I did.

Apology of Genius (1922)

Ostracized as we are with God

The watchers of the civilized wastes
reverse their signals on our track

Lepers of the moon
all magically diseased
we come among you
innocent
of our luminous sores

unknowing
how perturbing lights
our spirit
on the passion of Man
until you turn on us your smooth fools' faces
like buttocks bared in aboriginal mockeries

We are the sacerdotal clowns
who feed upon the wind and stars
and pulverous pastures of poverty

Our wills are formed
by curious disciplines
beyond your laws

You may give birth to us
or marry us
the chances of your flesh
are not our destiny ---

The cuirass of the soul
still shines ---
And we are unaware
if you confuse
such brief
corrosion with possession

In the raw caverns of the Increate
we forge the dusk of Chaos
to that imperious jewellery of the Universe

--- the Beautiful ---

While to your eyes

A delicate crop
of criminal mystic immortelles
stands to the censor's scythe.