After being thoroughly stalked by this French speaking anomaly, after browsing his blog, I was convinced into having a few drinks and drawing him his very own doodle. It turns out that he was, in fact, a very nice gentleman. He even whored out my work to his readership without any prompting on my part.
While I’m not usually one to showcase other people’s work, with the previous exceptions of Pretty Scary and Vosky (both of which I was also creatively involved in), I had to make an exception since he was so very nice to me. You can find him at A Clown On Fire. And, if you happen to be monolingual and worried, most of it is in English. I recommend going through some of his earlier posts this month too, since he posts so frequently. Give it a read through and then give him some feedback, unless you think it’s awful- in which case you can give me the feedback and I’ll soften the blow for him. The worst case scenario is that you can just enjoy the picture I made for him.
The reason I came across him in the first place was because of how intrigued I was by his blog’s name. “Like a clown on fire” is a term I would use to refer to any genuinely funny person that hit a point of relentless self destructive behavior. Speaking of which, I also found this bizarre comic that I had drawn several years ago. Like some of my current work, and most of my early stuff, it’s a true story and comes sans the normal panels and frames. It’s also a little sad but those were mostly different times for me. I’m not sure if I ever posted it so here it is now– I’ll have another post up very soon and even got my arm twisted enough to do a Cat Lover’s Diary this weekend, but until then…
Like a clown on fire indeed.
Well, you can count me among those that found you through CoF’s shameless pimping.
I’ve read somewhere that “shame” was going to be removed from the English dictionary. Don’t quote me on this, though.
Only for yu would they do it, CoF. And I need to draw your header. I have the best idea and I do *not* see you the same way. Although I do like the pic.
I’m happy you do not see me as Posky’s clown, although Posky’s clown is mighty.
I’m a very pretty hipster clown-mime…
Seeing as how I found YOU this way, I am grateful I am about to meet the CLOWN this way.
That being said, I must also say that you and you alone, Posky, remind me how normal my crazy life is. I am eternally grateful and sympathetic.
Is it because my life is just as crazy as your life or because it’s much more crazy?
Glad the Clown has introduced us.
Ditto to the previous 2 replies. “Follow”. Sweet clown doodle, it’s exactly how I picture him.
Posky is a funny man. And I’m flattered you wrote about me.
I might just print multiple copies of this post, remove all the pictures of our kids on the wall, and decorate our home with your words.
Post Sciptum: “Clown on Fire”… I’ve been asked to write a post about where the name comes from. And there’s nothing illustrious about it… It’s simply from a Lounge Lizards song: My Clown is on Fire… And now to make this benign anecdote a Freshly Pressed post…
And that comic is funny, funny man.
Clowns scare the living crap out of me. Fire scares the living crap out of me. So if we combine the two, will the emotions cancel one another out, inspiring me to fall madly in love?
Oh, and my phone used to hate “Q” too. What a bizarre coinky-dink.
Two years ago, during a fundraiser, a woman tells me:
“Your moniker embodies two of my biggest fears: clowns and people burning. I’d rather not collaborate with you”. True story.
This clown has a heart too, you know?
ha yes…i can see he has a heart…smiles
Hahahaha!!! That cartoon just made me laugh out loud at my desk again…still kinda laughing. And Cabbage and Angie…can’t imagine more appropriate cat names.
Also, is the clown on fire cartoon a fairly accurate drawing of him? In my imagination, it is. I can’t imagine him NOT looking like that now.
Not quite. If it is supposed to be him, took some pretty fierce creative liberties.
I miss those cats. They live with their mom now, but I can visit on weekends.
There are similarities, like the fact that I do wear clothes.
But. I have beautiful hair which is usually hidden under a fedora hat, and I’m just muscles, except for my gigantic one-ab.
Sooo…are you telling me that there is no fire on your person whatsoever? I’ve gotta say…a little disappointing, Clown. A little disappointing.
But…the fact that you wear a fedora more than makes up for it. Immediately, I began picturing you as a 1950’s gangster clown, which, as we all know, would be about the coolest clown around. And the most terrifying.
Think MAD CLOWN.
That’s right. Don Draper has nothing on me.
Now I know why i like your blogs so much! PMSL!!! :)
God Bless Dude! :)
Reblogged this on A Clown On Fire and commented:
Remember how in my post Introducing The Alan Smithee Blog Award, I had managed to kick out my ego, after my wife’s threats? Well… My ego is making a huge come back. And Posky’s to blame.
CANNOT WAIT for Cat Diaries!!!
You draw better than the Clown.
See if I care.
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I’m tired and have no witty comments, but this was just frickin’ wonderful.
With a moniker like trailertrashdeluxe, you don’t need a witty comment.
Thank you, thank you, very much, Monsieur Clown.
I simply enjoy your posts – they make me laugh and you’ll never know how much I needed that today! Thank you…
I’ll endeavor to continue doing that in the future… well, not endeavor. I’ll just keep posting and we’ll see how it works out for you.
That comic made me smile. Thank you Matt Posky.
p.s.- I love the clown giving the thumbs up while on fire.
My thumb and arm are permanently fixed this way after years of calcination.
Que bizarre!… and awesome. Is it hard to get gloves on that hand?
I feel you get my pain, asoulwalker.
As I am also from Montreal, and I live in an igloo, not wearing gloves in this weather is deadly.
Is it true that there is a giant waterfall in the city that freezes in the winter?
Yes, and we all live in igloos too.
I lived in Alaska for more than a decade so I know what that’s like. I miss riding my polar bear to work sometimes though.
Shame on you for making a clown laugh.
Apparently, so does he– hence the thumbs up. After I analyzed it a little, I’ve come to the assumption that it’s sort of a sick thing to draw.
Have been on the edge of my seat all weekend waiting for the next instalment of Cat Lover’s Diary – sad but true……:)
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