Ive always wanted a tablet as a professional art tool. Ive spent a week with my iPad Pro and Pencil and in many ways this is better than a Wacom Cintiq. Diamondback moths may be a mere halfinch in length, but their voracious appetite for Brussels sprouts, kale and cauliflower make them a major pain for farmers. This. Song of Myself. Wont you help support Day. Poems 1. 81. 9 1. I celebrate myself, and sing myself. And what I assume you shall assume. For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul. I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, formd from this soil, this air. Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their. I, now thirty seven years old in perfect health begin. Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abeyance. Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten. I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard. Nature without check with original energy. Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with. I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it. The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it. The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the. It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it. I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked. I am mad for it to be in contact with me. The smoke of my own breath. Echoes, ripples, buzzd whispers, love root, silk thread, crotch and vine. My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing. The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and. The sound of the belchd words of my voice loosd to the eddies of. A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms. The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag. The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields. The feeling of health, the full noon trill, the song of me rising. Have you reckond a thousand acres much Have you practisd so long to learn to readHave you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of. You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, there are millions. You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through. You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me. You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self. I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the. But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now. Nor any more youth or age than there is now. And will never be any more perfection than there is now. Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. Urge and urge and urge. Always the procreant urge of the world. Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and. Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life. To elaborate is no avail, learnd and unlearnd feel that it is so. Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well. Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical. I and this mystery here we stand. Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen. Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn. Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age. Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they. I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself. Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean. Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be. I am satisfied I see, dance, laugh, sing. As the hugging and loving bed fellow sleeps at my side through the night. Leaving me baskets coverd with white towels swelling the house with. Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes. That they turn from gazing after and down the road. And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent. Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead Trippers and askers surround me. People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and. I live in, or the nation. The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old and new. My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues. The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love. The sickness of one of my folks or of myself, or ill doing or loss. Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news. These come to me days and nights and go from me again. But they are not the Me myself. Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am. Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary. Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest. Looking with side curved head curious what will come next. Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it. Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with. I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait. I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you. And you must not be abased to the other. Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat. Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not. Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning. How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turnd over upon me. And parted the shirt from my bosom bone, and plunged your tongue. And reachd till you felt my beard, and reachd till you held my feet. Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass. And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own. And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own. And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women. And that a kelson of the creation is love. And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields. And brown ants in the little wells beneath them. And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heapd stones, elder, mullein and. A child said What is the grass How could I answer the childI do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord. A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt. Bearing the owners name someway in the corners, that we may see. Whose Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation. Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic. And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones. Growing among black folks as among white. Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I. And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves. Tenderly will I use you curling grass. It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men. It may be if I had known them I would have loved them. It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken soon out. And here you are the mothers laps. This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers. Darker than the colorless beards of old men. Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths. O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues. And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing. I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women. And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken. What do you think has become of the young and old menAnd what do you think has become of the women and children They are alive and well somewhere. The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the. And ceasd the moment life appeard. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses. And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. Has any one supposed it lucky to be born I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. I pass death with the dying and birth with the new washd babe, and. And peruse manifold objects, no two alike and every one good. The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good. I am not an earth nor an adjunct of an earth. I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and. They do not know how immortal, but I know. My Transition to Surface Pro and Manga Studio. Apr. 19. 20. 13. Painting in Manga Studio 5. My fellow creative industry Apple users prepare thyselves. Heresy lies ahead. You may not like what I have to say. You may think Im batty. Thats fine. For myself, Im at the end of a months long quest for a more flexible workflow, and Im having quite a bit of fun. It was a bumpy road getting here, but for me, moving my digital art production from a giant Cintiq to the Surface Pro was the right move. If you have a similar desire to break your desk bound chains and put on the shackles of forever having your work with you, read on. We can share the crazy. Evil No, no, creative person. Not evil. What I wanted a truly portable Cintiq replacement with good ergonomics boo to you, tablet PC, a full OS boo to you, Samsung Note and enough horsepower to run professional software with ease boo to most of the rest of you. Tablet PCs as opposed to slate PCshybridswhathaveyous have been around for ages, and initially, I tried one of the latest and greatest, the Fujitsu T9. Blech. It had tons of power 1. GB of RAM and the standard Wacom digitizer, but it proved problematic for several reasons. Its hardware was awkward and difficult to hold for me, its drivers were frustratingly glitchy, and its screen was lackluster. On paper, its hardware specs meant that all my software would run well, so I really wanted to like it. In the end, it just wasnt the right fit, so I returned it and continued the hunt. I was initially turned off from the Surface Pro for its smaller screen and RAM limit of 4 GB. Photoshop users who work on large color files know the importance of RAM. Illustrating for print, 4 GB is adequate, but 8. GB can make a dramatic difference. To that end, I started looking at a new Thinkpad called the Helix thats very similar to the Surface Pro, with some nice perks. It has a larger screen, double the pen sensitivity, better battery life, better keyboard, and the option for 8. GB of RAM. Unfortunately, it was supposed to come out in January, but missed its ship date several times over, and as of now, its still not widely available. After purchasing that T9. I sold my Cintiq, because I play it fast and loose like that. After returning the T9. I was without a digital art tool. You may ask why someone who makes their living with digital art tools would put themselves in such a position. To you, I say, in a child of Bill Cosby voice, I DOH NOHBye Bye, Behemoth. Theres been a lot of mixed press around the Surface, and a whole bunch of Apple users Ive been one for years will forever be set against anything non Apple. For them, the closest option in this category is the Modbook Pro, but it lacks a keyboard, has a non touch optimized OS, and is ridiculously expensive. Like, three times the price of a Surface Pro expensive. Back to the Surface, theres also the concern for digital artists that several months after its release, it still lacks a pressure sensitive driver for Win. Tab coded software. All this gobbledygook means is that the Adobe Creative Suite, Painter, and other major creative applications lack pressure support imagines self as Microsoft engineer and smacks head. Usually, you can just download a Wacom driver and apply it to a system like this, but in this case, Microsoft monkeyed with the Wacom hardwaresoftware and made it proprietary, meaning, no driver for you. Yikes. Another annoying issue in trying to run the Creative Suite on the Surface you cant hold and click the tool bars to access sub tools with the pen. Its some kind of problem with the driver not registering a click and hold in Adobe software. Beats me. At any rate, those are big points against the Surface. Will these problems be fixed Microsoft tells me so, but it was almost enough to get me off the boat, until I made an important discovery called Manga Studio 5. More on that later. Newmar riffic. So what does the Surface Pro get rightI like the shape of it, I like the portability, I like the quality of the screen, in spite of its high resolution making some interface elements tiny. Bifocal users, beware. Ironically, one of its best qualities for my use case is something Microsoft never intended laying the screen and keyboard flat so I can work on an inclined surface, like a drafting table, and have access to keyboard shortcuts. One of the things I disliked about my Cintiq was the clunky nature of using a keyboard for shortcuts when that big screen was taking up so much desk space. Wacom tries to fix this by giving you programmable buttons on the Cintiq itself, but somehow those are never enough for me. I guess I use mad keyboard shortcuts. With the Surface, my keyboard shortcuts are directly under that little screen in a very convenient place. It works well for me, especially after I built a little custom lapboard, which supports the keyboard in a solid way and holds everything in place. This way I can use the machine on my desk or on my lap equally well. One trip to Home Depot later. Right now, people are either shaking their heads in disbelief or nodding them with nerdly DIY approval. Again, Im having fun, and it actually works. I can pack the little lapboard in my backpack with the Surface, and head to my studio, or a clients office, and go to work with naught more than a chair. Just a couple days ago I worked on contract for a local design firm and did 1. But what about the Creative Suite, and all that driver brokennessSoon after I picked up the Surface, I faced that problem. I had a job I needed to do, and no functional Creative Suite with which to do it. I went looking for a temporary solution. It turns out that some very good software does support Microsofts drivers, including Sketchbook Pro and Manga Studio. Id never given Manga Studio a chance, because I was so used to Photoshop and got turned off by the clunky interface of older versions. People lauded it, but I was too stubborn and set in my ways. I knew Photoshop wasnt a good replacement for drawing with pen and paper, so I didnt expect Manga Studio to be much better. Home Security Systems. I figured Wacom hardware was the main limit between what I could get from traditional media and what I could get from digital. With digital tools, Ive been used to getting maybe 5. I can achieve with good old pencils and brushes on paper thats with the pro grade Cintiq. Its fine for coloring, edits, and quick and dirty jobs like storyboarding, but from what Id experienced, it couldnt hold its own against pencils and paper. Manga Studio changed that for me in a big way. Get your Gorshin on with Manga Studio 5. With its latest version 5, Manga Studio has a fancy pantsy new brush engine. What was already markedly better than Photoshop became hugely better with this latest release. I can now get results that are 9. Id expect to get with traditional media, and thats just the brush engine. Theres also superior capabilities in terms of layout, coloring, and perspective tools. I came to my studio as an evangelist, and immediately got 1. So far, everyones digging it, and thanks to the new versions UI being similar to Photoshops, the transition hasnt been difficult. They arent even paying me to say this, but listen If youre an illustrator and havent given Manga Studio 5 a shot, please do. I think youll be pleased. The current Debut version lacks a few of the capabilities of their previous EX version, but an updates coming this summer that adds those features back in. In the meantime, you have a fantastic piece of software that has all the brush creation, actions, CMYK color space, and tools you never thought of, for like, so little money its hard to take seriously. Try it. Pencils in Manga Studio. I made the switch to doing all my comics pencils in Manga Studio on the Surface with Batman 6. Im leading off for DC. Likewise, an Eerie short story for Dark Horse. This is an example of my Manga Studio blue line art, and its really indistinguishable from my traditional pencils.