A love song on for the radio

Judith Herzberg, “sentimental” / A 70’s teenagers bedroom / Ben Doller, “Radio, Radio” / Queen, “Radio Ga Ga” / Ruslan Sabiroff, Radio / Tom Clark, “Radio” / John Denver, “Take Me Home, Country Roads” / Judith Herzberg, “sentimental”

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Different Worlds 16 (November, 1981). Tom Clark changing up the mood with some fantasy violence. Dark, gritty, this one echoes his cover back on issue 3. The action isn’t quite as dynamic as it appears at first glance, but I really love the palette, the dark tones and that very Frazetta sky. Dig that blue guy’s mask, too.

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Esteban finally sees/meets kangaroos 🦘🦘

"Under the Young" -- Tom Clark

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valentine’s day cards from the yogscast insta

The legally distinct Master Taskers is very fun Go check it out

Bad movie I have Ant-Man, Wasp: Quantumania 2023

Stock Images; Photographer Tom Clark

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Spot illustrations I did for the Jingle Jam colouring book.

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Different Worlds 19 (February, 1982). The first Call of Cthulhu cover. We’re gonna see a lot of these, indicating that maybe Cthulhu on the cover of a book makes it more likely to sell in a way similar to a dragon. This is also the first issue with a lighter weight cover and glossy interior pages — before this, they really felt the same as a stapled Chaosium sourcebook. ¶ The cover art is by Roland Brown. I am a sucker for just about any early Call of Cthulhu art. It’s often a marriage of weirdness and crudeness that I think works very well. This one seems crude at first glance, but I think it is actually very effectively impressionistic. Brown has very good control of light and the body language and the detailing of the couple is really fantastic. The tentacle monster is similarly well-rendered. This one gets better the longer you look at it!

A poem by Tom Clark

Evening Train

Train whistle in cold January night down by the water lonesome sound  from a long way off amid memory forest Harlem Avenue 1947 or 1948 late  upstairs in the exile bedroom at grandparents' house across from the house of the mysterious famous gangster

in the dark under the attic rafters hour after hour imagining a meaning to fit the brilliant silvery word Zephyr

Tom Clark (1941-2018)

Image: Chicago, Burlington and Quincy Zephyr streamliner pulling out of Union Station, Chicago (photo by Jack Delano, February 1943).

More poems by Tom Clark are available on the Poetry Foundation site and on the Poem Hunter site.

Tom Clark’s fascinating and extensive blogspot is available here.

Tom Clark writes:

Trains were a big deal for me as a kid. 

During my childhood railroading was in its heyday and Chicago was the hub. Every Saturday morning I got up early and took the C & NW train downtown, then explored one of the big railroad stations. There were seven major stations in Chicago at that time, all quite busy. There was an obscure thrill in the arrival of a train from faraway, in wintertime encrusted with the grimy ice deposits of many exotic faraway states. Those great dirty ice chunks were nuggets of romance from an age of gold and iron and steel that was always going on in a remote, marvelously unreachable other dimension ... a climactic moment of my prosaic youth occurred in Union Station, Chicago when the driver of a Burlington Zephyr received me up into the cab of his train (O the wonder!) and allowed me to stand there at his side for the run out past the switching yards to what was at that time still open country, at the brink of the vast western prairie.

Tom Clark Salty Gnome, 1986 Source: Salina, KS Generations Real Estate & Auctions

"The Pharaohs Sacrifice Themselves before Her" -- Tom Clark

“The Pharaohs Sacrifice Themselves before Her” — Tom Clark

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