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Jeg rydder i bokhylla…

In comics, fun on 12/02/2013 at 21:49

Comics workshop – Cough or DEATH

In comics, fun, work on 13/08/2012 at 07:46

As per 2009, I´ve had the privilege of holding a yearly comics workshop at Metropolia University of Applied Science.


It´s engaging, intense and I´m always amazed at how much good stuff people can make in just five days.

This year, we conceptualized, wrote, pencilled, inked, colored, layouted and printed (30 copies) a zine called “Cough or DEATH!”

Click here to download the PDF and marvel at this unique piece of art.

Drammens tidende

In comics, fun, personal, work on 24/06/2012 at 08:54

Drammens Tidende 15/6 – 12

Lastet nettopp opp bilder ifra forrige helgs avis. Klikk for å lese.

Skjebnebok Spotify Playlist

In comics, fun, music, personal on 06/06/2012 at 10:16

Skjebnebok Spotify Playlist

Inspirert av den eminente Øyvind Holens playlist for hans og Mikael Noguchi sitt “Drabant”-prosjekt, skramlet jeg sammen litt passende øresnacks for boka. Klikk på bildet for å høre.

In case you didn´t know…

In fun, music, personal, video on 30/05/2012 at 20:14

Us kids in Nazca released a brand new video for a brand new tune off our brand new album. It´s worth your precious time. Trust me. Check it out.

 

Fler smakebiter fra boka er oppe på Flickr.

In comics, fun, work on 15/05/2012 at 07:22
forsats2-front by Karstein Volle
forsats2-front, a photo by Karstein Volle on Flickr.

Trykk på bildet for å se denne og mere til.

Wasabi

In fun, personal, video on 30/04/2012 at 04:53

wasabi from Karstein Volle on Vimeo.

A very stupid video of a stupid thing to do.

Imaginary Metro Map

In design, fun, illustration, personal on 05/01/2012 at 20:08
Imaginary Metro by Karstein Volle
Imaginary Metro, a photo by Karstein Volle on Flickr.

- Drawn from vague memory

The bar next to the grocery store

In fun, musings, personal on 27/12/2011 at 12:10

There´s a bar next to the local grocery store.

I´ve been in there a couple of times. It´s the worst dive bar you ever seen.
The sofas are in a weird grey/red pattern that most resembles meat being out in the sun for a week.
The clientele has seen better days. You can feel a whole spectrum of dysfunction distributed around the locale. I found myself thinking of Brueghel or Hieronymus Bosch while sitting there. Just shittier, smellier, infected, more pus-filled-open-sored.
It smells vaguely of piss. You never know if you are sitting on the dodgy side of the sofa.

Sometimes going into the grocery store I think I could just drop it all and enter the bar.

I would probably get a bunch of friends real quick.
I can sing real well. People in dive bars like that. If they got karaoke, that is.
I could drink up whatever money I would have on my account.
Then I would drink up whatever is on my credit card.
Then I would call a family member or an old friend.
I would cook up some story about some emergency  involving family, a fire, costly treatments, spontaneous orphans in faraway countries that has to be taken in.
I would lie, plead to them and tug at their heartstrings.
Then they would put more money on my account.
I would buy drinks for everyone.
I would be friends with everyone in there.
We would get plastered, bawl, fight, scream, puke, make out and confess murders while mortgages, friends, jobs and families would live their own lives, wither, die and curse my name on the outside.

Then I buy my groceries.

Well hello

In fun, personal on 11/12/2011 at 21:11
Well hello by Karstein Volle
Well hello, a photo by Karstein Volle on Flickr.

My thinking bubble arrived.

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