April 2, 2024

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my past. Wait. I’m gonna mention one thing about the present. Yesterday was April Fool’s Day, right? so I called up my agency, you know, the people who look after me. I told them I was having a conversation with my health assistant. The Health Assistant said to me he never had any hard liquor. So, of course, I made him a Jack Daniels and coke a cola with lemon. I told them the health assistant drank two of them. I told my agency I couldn’t get the guy off my couch. He just laughed and played with my dog. I said to them, I think I’m in trouble. Then I said, “April Fools!” And you wonder why I always get in trouble.

Now, back to the blog where I talk about my past. Above is a cartoon I did of the Cafe I always went to. I guess the cartoon kind of dates me cause everyone was smoking. It was a great café, but I’ll tell you, it was like a sauna around there, everyone smoked so much. But it was always good to have a spot you always went to. The waiters always took good care of me. It’s ironic that my friend pulled out this cartoon as a friend of mine is over in Paris right now.

Anyway, I just thought I’d share this cartoon with you. Hope you had a good Easter and a good April Fools Day.

Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

March 6, 2024

A picture says a thousand words. No wonder my brain exploded…

Love, B. Nice

February 6, 2024

Man, has the world ever changed! This is the blog where I talk about the past.

Paris is not what it used to be. I used to sit in the cafe and draw people that were around me. Above is an example of people I saw. The people I saw would inspire me to make cartoons like the ones you see here. Alas, the world has changed. No longer do we have the cafes like we used to. I used to love to sit there. Start with coffee and then work my way into early evening when I’d have a beer … or two … or three … and then work my way home. Paris was fun. I had a great time. I did a lot of street photography. I would go out until the late hours of the night and photograph the streets and the people on the streets.

Here’s another cartoon from one of my journals. My friend here pulled it out. I love it when she goes to my case and pulls out a journal from the past. This cartoon is from a shoot I did in Aspen, Colorado. I was there during the summer. It was peak season for mountain bike riding. So I decided, like a young idiot, to spend all my money on a mountain bike. It was a nice bike, but I’d never been mountain bike riding. Man, did they have some mountains. I’ll tell ya, mountain bike riding is scary. You can get some speed going. I would say it borderlines on dangerous and reckless - but hey, my friend here said it’s right up my alley. I managed to get through the week without any major accident, but my friend who’s a fellow photographer also bought a mountain bike and showed up at dinner one night with a huge scar on his arm. I guess it says something about us photographers.

I was just thinking where that bike could be…just another adventure, and another foolish purchase.

Love and miss you guys.

Love, B. Nice

January 23, 2024

Bugger Boy.

That was the name of the children’s book I was working on. It was about a little boy who kept picking his nose because he produced so many boogers. The kid didn’t know what to do. The parents didn't know what to do. The kid just kept on producing buggers. So, finally, the kid just went with the flow and started making art out of his buggers. Bugger Art. He became very famous and his work was very valuable. Actually, now that I think about it, it probably would fly in the art world now. I mean, if a guy like Jeff Koons can be as successful as he is, Bugger Boy should be a big hit.

Anyway, the above drawing is from that book. The book never got made. It’s still sitting around here somewhere. I’ll tell you though, after spending a whole summer drawing buggers, you felt a little queasy by the fall. The above drawing us of the father trying to clean the buggers off the kid’s face. I get ill just thinking about it right now. The whole idea of Bugger Boy actually came from a writer. I forget her name, as it was so long ago, but we kind of collaborated on the project. I’m kind of concerned about myself, because I really got into it. Long live Bugger Boy.

Oh yeah, this was the page from one of my journals that my friend pulled out from one of my cases. I have cases and cases of journals. It was my way to relax. I used to love to draw on my downtime. I miss it. I still draw, but the work looks like the work of a three year old. I often use watercolors. One time I was painting with red watercolor. Not a good idea when you’re in a hospital. The nurses freaked out. They thought there was blood everywhere. It was just crimson red, Windsor Newton watercolor paint.

That’s all for this week. Love and miss you guys. Give me a call if you have my number. That’d be very cool. Hey! Guess what! I turned 63 the other day. Can you believe it? It’s either 63 or 36. I can’t remember. I think it’s 63, but I act like I’m 6.

Love, B. Nice

January 17, 2024

Hi everybody, welcome to my blog where I talk about my past. My friend here is now going to go to one of my suitcases and grab a diary. She’ll open it up to a page. I’ll include a copy here and talk about it.

So, my friend here got one of my diaries and opened up to this page.

So my dad was pretty awesome. He taught me how to ride horses, shoot, go camping, fishing, drive. All that sort of stuff. This drawing is from a camping trip he took me on. We rode one week into Wyoming and then one week back into Montana. I talked about it before in one of my previous blogs, but it was pretty awesome. The only problem was that my knees hurt like hell. When you don’t ride so often, the pain gets to you. Plus, I didn’t have any Tylenol or advil . The only thing I had was Jack Daniels. That seemed to work, but the horseback riding was not so good after that.

It was an amazing trip. One of my best memories was when we would stop for lunch, the animals around weren’t used to seeing people, so they just came right up to you. It was very cool. Birds would land next to me. Squirrels would come right up to me. Thank God there were no bear around! We saw markings from bear, but never saw any bear.

On the trip, I carried two cameras with me. One with a 35 mm lens and the other with a 50 mm lens. They were all Leica's. I’ll include a photo I took on this trip. It was a great memory. Oh yeah, my horseback riding is just OK, the real rider in my family is my sister. It was a great camping trip. I highly suggest you do it if you can. The name of the company is: Press Stephens Outfitters (http://www.pressstephensoutfitting.com). Check it out.

That’s all for this week. I’m gonna keep it short. Check out the photo. It’s pretty cool.

Love, B. Nice