Time may Frans Me, but I can't Frans Time

To any one who ever checked in on this blog I am extremely sorry for the almost six month hiatus. Two weeks after the Crypt-O-Vision post my dad had a heart attack and died. This set in motion a Summer and Fall of large, unfortunately time consuming, events which took some priority over me getting behind my desk or computer.

This is by far the most awesome picture of my dad-


After dealing with some dead people affairs the tentative plan was to continue the drastic changes and move to Arizona with my current betty. Plans were made, and though having a vast supply of white people and fire arms, the Grand Canyon state could not sway me to move there. Moving was still eminent due to the fact that I was renting from a house who's landlord had past away, and banks were closing in. Two days before moving to a new place get a call from my Mom, who was in Holland at the time, saying that her mother has past away and the family needs me to be there. So in a whirlwind of cardboard and packing tape me and my girl uproot beating the termination of utilities. A day after the move I pack a suitcase from scattered boxes and am on a plane. The trip went well and I arrived home the night before my birthday. It then took me quite some time to reorganize my studio in its new spacious environment.

Where it thrives today-

The old command center-

Now after a few weeks of dying computer issues all major tedious problems seem to be subdued. I give my word to the Thunder God that this place will be more active and that there will be much more major works from me.