30 June 2008

"About Us" for TheConcreteJungleBook.com

…as we approach Thursday's promised publication in a Major Daily Newspaper, this Web page copy for TheConcreteJungleBook.com:

About Us

Little Mo & the Nonhuman Crew

[Srayla Tip, photo by Doug Millison]

Srayla Tip
Cartoonist, tattoo artist, rising star of the East Bay underground arts scene, by way of a refugee camp on the Thai-Cambodian border and tough Oakland streets. His dedication to depicting raptors soars to surprising heights. Tattoo, sideshow culture, streetart, graffiti: been there, done that.

Steve Porter
This Dallas poet, novelist, painter, artist of life & educator decided the mostly Mexican-American students in his Oak Cliff school needed to dream better dreams. So he’s written some…with their help. In his heart: on the road with Kerouac.

Doug Millison
Novelist, editor, publishing entrepreneur, teacher, grizzled veteran of the Great Interactive Multimedia and World Wide Web Crusades of the Late 20th Century, pynchonoid, husband and father. Created Morph's Outpost on the Digital Frontier, and Blaster -- two ground-breaking magazines that came out of the San Francisco Multimedia Gulch/Silicon Valley scene in the mid-'90s, co-author of Firebrands! Building Brand Loyalty in the Internet Age in 2000 and developed, wrote & edited Return on Design by Ani Phyo in 2002. Wishes he had the sweet temperament of his college buddy Porter. Aspires to be nonhuman.

…and, let's not forget the most important member of the Nonhuman Crew: YOU!!

As a Nonhuman Crew Extended Creative Team Member, you collaborate to help make TheConcreteJungleBook.com and Comicater.com fun and enriching community in which to spend time.

We're also going to publish some of the best comics and prose+comics scrapbook pages that you make, as part of the First Edition of The Concrete Jungle Book when it is published later this year.

Nonhuman Communications Ltd.

Nonhuman Communications Ltd. aims to enhance communication and deepen understanding among humans and the rest of the Earthlings, seeking to motivate all beings to cherish and defend the planet.

The company is privately held, with offices in the San Francisco Bay Area.

In addition to a follow up to The Concrete Jungle Book currently in development with Little Mo, NHC is also developing a number of other prose+comics scrapbook novels. These include Falconspace, which also features Little Mo & the Nonhuman Crew, plus several new series, including:

Oaktown Shaolin for all ages
Trash Girl for teenage girls and boys
Submerged Savages, a contemporary whaling adventure, for adults

For details contact DougMillison@TheConcreteJungleBook.com.


Founded by Web development rocket scientst, X. Chen, Comicater.com is a Web 2.0 social site where people come to create and share comics online and share their love for comics, graphic novels, and other illustrated works. Comicater provides real-time, online tools that let people create comics and prose+comics scrapbook pages, using art work uploaded from their own computers or from other Web sites.

Comicater community embers receive a free online gallery they can display their creations and invite others to collaborate on new projects and to tag up existing works.

As part of its ongoing program of helping customers improve their comics creative skills and collaborate with other comics creators, Comicater works with publishers of graphic novels, comics, and other illustrated works, to provide a steady stream of new, interactive, book preview experiences at Comicater.com.

Comicater also provides resources for art instruction and a future version of the site will let comics creators earn extra income by selling print-on-demand versions of their creations at Comicater. For more information, contact info@Comicater.com.

26 June 2008


STREETKILLA is presented by little mo and powered by Comicater.com

Nuclear Physics Esperiment at INFN LNL

"And I thought this was a candy-making machine."
–Little Mo


"DIAS NEGROS", originally uploaded by akme zero cuatro.

dia de edredon,pelicula y misantropia en general¡xDDD



22 June 2008

om the street

, originally uploaded by How much longer aka kill me now.

21 June 2008

ceaseless anthropocentrism and a fixation with “love”

Night Moves

Published: June 22, 2008

Is it dangerous to lark in Central Park at night? Not really, Marie Winn says in “Central Park in the Dark.” The “precinct enjoys the city’s lowest crime rate,” she writes. This may be true on a per acre basis (not per capita), but still, it wasn’t until the author came to know the park extremely well that her fear of the night receded, “though it never disappeared completely. Familiarity breeds content.”

More Mysteries of Urban Wildlife.
By Marie Winn.
Illustrated. 304 pp. Farrar, Straus & Giroux $25.

And content (emphasis on the first syllable) too: wonderful nocturnal content that spans copulating slugs, silver-haired bats, co-sleeping robins, murdering wasps, sap-sucking moths and cannibalistic owls. What drew Winn, a longtime birder and the author of “Red-Tails in Love,” about the hawks Pale Male and Lola, to such obscure subjects? The same thing that motivates any good scientist. “Curiosity, the desire to know and understand,” she writes, and a natural “eagerness to learn.”

Lurking in the woods of Central Park with a like-minded cohort, Winn invites passing strangers to peer through her binoculars at sleeping birds and proudly supplies the names of moths that alight on a bed sheet illuminated by black light: “We were showing off a bit of course, but our urge to include others had a deeper reason: we were in on an amazing secret, and we couldn’t bear to keep it to ourselves.”

Such giddiness permeates “Central Park in the Dark.” “It was huge!” she writes of a barred owl. “Double wow!” Naked enthusiasm is rare in science writing, perhaps because it’s considered unprofessional, or anathema to intellectual rigor. E. O. Wilson has said that field biologists have a lot more gee whiz, or sense of wonder at nature, than other types of scientists, and that’s certainly in evidence here.

Like most serious birders, Winn does have scientific aspirations. She diligently notes the time and light conditions of owl fly-outs (the moment the birds leave for night hunting); she analyzes the contents of long-eared owl pellets (a regurgitated bolus of indigestible animal parts, including fur, feathers, bones and teeth); and she laboriously keys out the names of moths. Like real scientists, she and her pals are competitive, jargon-happy, a little nerdy and possessive of their turf. That’s the flip side of the sharing impulse — while happy to point out a roost to a neophyte, Winn gloats when a card-carrying “Ecologist” can’t find it without her help.

While conducting basic science, Winn makes some real discoveries. For example, white-footed mice, not previously known to inhabit Central Park, are actually superabundant there. How did she find out? She spent several evenings with a stereoscopic microscope studying the tiny bones teased from those pellets. “Take apart a large number of owl pellets to find a predominance of Peromyscus leucopus skulls,” Winn writes, “and you’ve surmounted the shortcomings of human vision. You’ve penetrated the darkness with the help of an owl’s digestive system.” To pinpoint the screech owl’s moment of fly-out, she realized, after several years of blinking and missing, listen for the escalation in robin chatter.

The work of field biology isn’t all eureka moments, of course: Winn logs countless hours, year after year, in bitter cold, stifling heat, rain and snow. Uncomplaining, she rises hours before dawn, conducts extracurricular research (on the mortality statistics of Eastern screech owls, for example, or the history of automobile traffic in Central Park) and risks becoming a statistic herself. Only twice was she truly frightened by potential predators: once by some regular guys pretending to be undercover cops (“like the guys on ‘21 Jump Street,’” they told her) and once by undercover cops pretending they were regular guys. The payoff for her labors isn’t a Ph.D. thesis or a peer-reviewed publication but the pure pleasure of poking around. (That, and sometimes the opportunity to say “I told you so” to park officials and credentialed scientists.)

Winn proves that citizen naturalists have an important role to play in conservation and stewardship. But her ceaseless anthropocentrism and a fixation with “love” sometimes made me cringe. “All our senses quickened at the thought of owl romance,” she writes. Nothing would please this ornithological yenta more than an owl hookup and babies. Winn reads love poems to long-eared owls on Valentine’s Day and claims to hear them “murmuring sweet nothings to each other.”

If this kind of thing made you quit “Red-Tails in Love,” you may feel a similar impulse with this book. I did, but Winn’s subject matter, her easeful writing (“We were in that tiresome lull between spring migration and fall migration otherwise known as summer”), her humor, emotional honesty and exuberance quashed my quibbles. On the whole, “Central Park in the Dark” is a delight; I’d follow Winn into the park at any hour.

Elizabeth Royte, a frequent contributor to the Book Review, is the author of “Garbage Land: On the Secret Trail of Trash” and “Bottlemania: How Water Went on Sale and Why We Bought It.”


19 June 2008

UR-prose+comics scrapbook

the original prose+comics scrapbook? is presented by little mo and powered by Comicater.com

balloon dog still reflecting

10 June 2008


monkey, originally uploaded by ishiku.


DSC00178, originally uploaded by twentyspringfield.

09 June 2008

birdman, p. 1

08 June 2008

urban giraffe warfare

urban giraffe warfare is presented by little mo and powered by Comicater.com

"an apprenticeship in dissidence"

As an apprenticeship in dissidence, a childhood sacrificed to classical music is hard to beat. Classical music is always acceptable to authority because it cannot overtly challenge power with subversive ideas or disturbing representations. Parents and states know they are on safe ground when their children or subjects are playing Mozart or Schubert – and enjoying it. Elfriede Jelinek learned this the hard way and it sensitised her, as a citizen, to the co-option of classical music by the Austrian state as the peculiarly Austrian art and the guarantee of the country’s essential civilisation.

"Up from the Cellar" by Nicholas Spice, London Review of Books
review of Greed by Elfriede Jelinek

May08 267

May08 267, originally uploaded by Lord Jim.

06 June 2008

blog this photo

, originally uploaded by lepublicnme.

graffitti is delicious

graffitti is delicious, originally uploaded by Meg grew up.