Author: Todd Long

The past month-and-a-half has been a been a somewhat “trying” time for my weakening fortitude and faded resilience; but as the Chinese proverb says

Vol. 1 No. 1 An old friend once said to me, says: “Look boy, Draw’in is just about the Art by gawd; it ain’t

I’ve forever heard the tale of the starv’in artists and all and noticed that the theme to such stories more than likely revolved around

Could be that this is the damn nuttiest time of the year. Now I’m not talkin about the typical onset of holiday madness and

In certain highland places the mountain forest gives way abruptly to lengthy fields of tall grasses and sporadic, gnarled thickets of laurel on the

It seems as though Mr. Seibold is once again incorrect in his assertion that the aliens can’t exceed the FTL barrier…..Poppycock!!! As a matter

Sunday in the Great Smoky Mountains started brilliantly with warm edges of fluid sunshine knifing calmly through the leafless canopy; heating patches of forest

I used to draw editorial cartoons for publication many moons ago. Given the inescapable bullstuff of “the world” at large I’ve found myself quicksketching

I’m not feeling loquacious in any sense today; but that’s allright – a typical byproduct of solitude in the forest where speaking withers to a

Well, I noticed today that my collection of Smoky Mountain photography is reaching an elevated stage of fullness that is anything but parsimonious. Electronic

Yes it’s getting to the hour of slumber, around 4am or so EST, alas the need for sleep has become an unobtrusive biological urge.

One of my favorite sections of the park is that known as Greenbriar. Here await several junctions of trails, and many starting points for

Well, I’ll keep the blogoverse simple; a few sketches on cardboard of Papa Hemingway. Pretty shabby, yeah, but quicksketches are thataway; i’m tired for

At least this is what the attorney for John Hinckley Jr. had to say about his client the other day. What a difference over

Fly fishing the big waters has become tedious of late. I have lost the battle of will in casting the huge and heavy bass

sketched whilst imbibing “Honest Injun Stout”. Very delicate process, often some drinkard sees the sketchpad and demands a portrait immediately. Depending upon my average

Some woodland pics from a few weeks back  and am I ever gathering a collection of them, dang the 256 mb compact flash card;

An actual Mexican adventure story would be great, but I suppose a quick sketch will do. I really don’t have Jimmy Buffet-style-crisis-moments very often;

It seems frum tha genral reactshun of folks round tha workplace that thars a perplexin fascinashun with tha large scale emergence of tha 17-year