Robert Anton Wilson 1932-2007
By RU SiriusJanuary 11th, 2007

Robert Anton Wilson enjoyed his first death so much; he decided to try it again. As Wilson himself wrote in his 1995 book, Cosmic Trigger III: My Life After Death
According to reliable sources, I died on February 22, 1994 — George Washington's birthday. I felt nothing special or shocking at the time, and believed that I still sat at my word processor working on a novel called Bride of Illuminatus. At lunch-time, however, when I checked my voice mail, I found that Tim Leary and a dozen other friends had already called to ask to speak to me, or — if they still believed in Reliable Sources — to offer support and condolences to my grieving family. I quickly gathered that news of my tragic end had appeared on the Internet in the form of an obituary from the Los Angeles Times: "Noted science-fiction author Robert Anton Wilson was found dead in his home yesterday, apparently the victim of a heart attack. Mr. Wilson, 63, was discovered by his wife, Arlen.
"Mr. Wilson was the author of numerous books... He was noted for his libertarian viewpoints, love of technology and off the wall humor. Mr. Wilson is survived by his wife and two children."
This time around, it appears that Mr. Wilson has actually left corporeality, appropriately on 1/11 (at 4:50 am — you hardcore number freaks can get to work on the meaning of that one... I do see a five in there!).
For this cosmic cub scout, Bob Wilson was the motherload. Books like The Illuminatus! Trilogy
I had the great pleasure to know Robert Anton Wilson and our intersections were sometimes strange — his Mondo 2000 check hadn't arrived; or I weirded him out by kneeling down before him like he was the pope and kissing his ring (I thought it was funny.) I also have great memories of sitting with him while he expounded expansively on everything from the rights of the Irish to the genius of Orson Welles. Over the past several years, as his polio returned, and as death started to hover nearby, Wilson sent out funny email messages of the "not dead yet" variety to those of us on his mailing list. There was never a trace of self-pity in any of his messages.
As the result of medical expenses and problems with the IRS, Wilson found himself in a financial squeeze towards the end of his life. Word went out and the internet community responded by sending him $68,000 within the first couple of days (and undoubtedly some more after that). This allowed RAW to die with the comfort, grace and dignity that he deserved. Special props go to Douglas Rushkoff and the folks at Boing Boing (and to all the individuals who contributed) for making that happen.
Robert Anton Wilson taught us all that "the universe contains a maybe." So maybe there is an afterlife, and maybe Bob's consciousness is hovering around all of us who were touched by his words and his presence all these years. And if that's the case, I'm sure he'd like to see you do something strange and irreverent — and yet beautiful — in his honor.
See Also:
A Selection of Obscure Robert Anton Wilson Essays
Robert Anton Wilson Tribute Show
Robert Anton Wilson Website
Is The Net Good For Writers?
Neil Gaiman Has Lost His Clothes

January 11th, 2007 at 3:00 pm
You know, I was just thinking about this a couple of minutes ago. Isn’t that strange? I knew he’d been given between two days and two months from his RAW Data blog. He seemed quite chipper about the whole thing but it’s still very sad.
Bye bye, Bob. You left quite a footprint.
January 11th, 2007 at 3:42 pm
The Discordian Discommunity mourns (except the splitters, of course).
RAW’s influence will be deep, it will be wide, and it will endure.
HAIL ERIS!
January 11th, 2007 at 3:57 pm
A true cosmic trigger.
I am forever honored to have known him.
January 11th, 2007 at 4:03 pm
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January 11th, 2007 at 4:38 pm
Now there was a man! And a mind. And one’s whose influence will spread farther and wider in the decades to come, should humanity begin to come to its senses.
The Higher Intelligence Agency salutes your life, RAW, and trusts the new levels will please and stimulate you as much as we will miss your scathing, loving insight.
January 11th, 2007 at 4:48 pm
See you around Brother Bob.
Om mani padme hum!
Hail Eris, indeed!
Apple apple who’s got the apple?
P
January 11th, 2007 at 6:09 pm
Fnords…We’ve lost a true original.
January 11th, 2007 at 6:28 pm
Hail Eris!
Thanks, Bob, for all those handy DIY guides to rewiring my brain.
January 11th, 2007 at 7:25 pm
As I have said in other places, I am sure Eris will save a hotdog for you when you arrive. But then I am sure he knows this, they probably had a long standing bit of interaction over the years… both houses (the Hodge and the Podge) remarkably are silent for a moment in reverence.
January 11th, 2007 at 8:34 pm
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January 11th, 2007 at 9:50 pm
A truly incredible man, capable of changing the paradigms of all those
who encountered his work. I can only offer thanks that he was around in
our lifetime. A unique man, an astounding mind. Thank you, and may
his family get through this with love in their hearts.
January 11th, 2007 at 11:03 pm
Thank you RU for your kind words on “Bob”. Happy 101st birthday Dr. Hoffman, a much cooler day than Washington’s.
January 12th, 2007 at 12:21 am
There’s a real sense of loss in my heart, looking at the various images and reading textual recordings of interviews with you.
Did your books ever bowl me over! Bob, thank you for your works, especially Cosmic Trigger, which gave me more than just a good read. Yeah, I think I can go do something funny, strange, and irreverent.
January 12th, 2007 at 12:51 am
So long, Bob. See you soon. I know you’ll have a great ride on infinity…
Acharya s
January 12th, 2007 at 12:55 am
[...]
Goodbye
January 12th, 2007 by jmead
R.I.P. Robert Anton Wilson
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January 12th, 2007 at 1:42 am
I wanted to relate a personal story about RAW.
Around 1996, I was attempting to get Bob to speak at our Company holiday party. I called the number listed on his web site and left a message for Bob saying that I had read all of his non-fiction works and especially liked Quantum Psychology”.
A few hours later, I received a call from a man identifying himself as Bob Wilson. He said he had to talk to the guy who read his non-fiction. “I didn’t think anyone read that stuff”. I told him how I had solved the old riddle:
“If a tree falls in the woods and there is no one there to hear it, does is make a sound”
My solution was, “I guess it does”. He laughed and congratulated me for my application of e-prime and quantum psychology.
It is one of my proudest moments.
Bon Voyage to a Cyber Hero,
Max Quasar
January 12th, 2007 at 2:00 am
I read Cosmic Trigger I about 5 years ago and recently (we’re talking days ago) picked it up again. I stumbled across his blog (we’re talking minutes ago) and, oh my Goddess, the guy died! Another schincronicity? Me thinks so. RIP, RAW.
January 12th, 2007 at 3:00 am
so the new buddha has been reborn… we will remember him always.
January 12th, 2007 at 3:50 am
[...] 17;m not too fussed. As a side note, Robert Wilson has ‘died’ before, as noted here – the LA Times mis-reported that he had died and he received many call [...]
January 12th, 2007 at 4:34 am
I R Saddened by this …
http://nscafe.livejournal.com/305430.html
January 12th, 2007 at 4:48 am
One of the few men on the planet that knew more about the nature of reality than most whilst maintaning the ability to relate it to a western audience. What an incredible seeker of truth, prepared to blaze the trail of self sacrificial lab rat brain experimentation extrordinaire allied to a vast and phenomenal literary and scientific mind. WIth a warm heart and a voice that truly sounded like the common sense of humanity, he could not have done more, it is simply up to those of us that love his work to help spread his ideas and help to tear away the bullshit in this world and reveal what is possible to those people that never stop to wonder “life…whats going on?”. Today his picture is going in a frame on my wall out of love and respect and to serve as a daily reminder that in as much as whatever we can do, each of us should try to continue the spirit of his work, for so many reasons. THIS GUYS MAPS WILL TAKE YOU TO THE VERY EDGE OF WHAT IS, AND THEN INTO WHAT ISN’T. Thankyou so much Robert xxx
January 12th, 2007 at 5:21 am
He’s riding infinity – - so sayeth Acharya.
If you can read this, you’re a Pope.
January 12th, 2007 at 5:23 am
[...]
I see Robert Anton Wilson, spiritual leader extraordinaire, has died. Obituary by RU Sirius. More by The Wild Hunt. GREYFACE In the year 1166 B.C., [...]
January 12th, 2007 at 6:09 am
Rest in peace man.. Though I’m thoroughly assured that the universe has more in store for you! =)
love
January 12th, 2007 at 7:48 am
Well I just made my little pilgrimage to the Whitefriar Street Church in Dublin. Bob wrote about it in one of his books, which one, who knows, it’s all a bit trancey with Bob. The interesting thing he wrote of, was the Black Madonna in this church, as always the stories of the Black Madonna’s gets spun into the larger conspiracy web. But I have lived in Dublin for 10 years and decided that today was the day I would trace Bobs steps in the church and seek out the Black Feminine Goddess.
My first thing was to buy a Mass card, a first for me, but quite a tradition in the Irish Catholic church. Basically a card, signed by the priest to be sent to the family. When you purchase one, the deceased’s name is written into a book and their name is invoked at the next mass by the priest. It was fun to see his name printed into the big book and held in the annuls of the church. Maybe it might bring a wry smile to someone when they hear his name read out on Sunday.
After seeking advice about the “Black Madonna”, or the Madonna of Dublin as it has been renamed, I light 2 + 3 candles and stepped to the alter. There under the black bitch herself was a Lectionary, a calendar for upcoming weeks, giving “Gods words of the Day”. Today’s was as follows…
Bob got himself a cracker…
Revelation 20 (King James Version)
King James Version (KJV)
Public Domain
[A Public Domain Bible] [KJV at Zondervan] [Zondervan]
Revelation 20
1And I saw an angel come down from heaven, having the key of the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand.
2And he laid hold on the dragon, that old serpent, which is the Devil, and Satan, and bound him a thousand years,
3And cast him into the bottomless pit, and shut him up, and set a seal upon him, that he should deceive the nations no more, till the thousand years should be fulfilled: and after that he must be loosed a little season.
4And I saw thrones, and they sat upon them, and judgment was given unto them: and I saw the souls of them that were beheaded for the witness of Jesus, and for the word of God, and which had not worshipped the beast, neither his image, neither had received his mark upon their foreheads, or in their hands; and they lived and reigned with Christ a thousand years.
5But the rest of the dead lived not again until the thousand years were finished. This is the first resurrection.
6Blessed and holy is he that hath part in the first resurrection: on such the second death hath no power, but they shall be priests of God and of Christ, and shall reign with him a thousand years.
7And when the thousand years are expired, Satan shall be loosed out of his prison,
8And shall go out to deceive the nations which are in the four quarters of the earth, Gog, and Magog, to gather them together to battle: the number of whom is as the sand of the sea.
9And they went up on the breadth of the earth, and compassed the camp of the saints about, and the beloved city: and fire came down from God out of heaven, and devoured them.
10And the devil that deceived them was cast into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet are, and shall be tormented day and night for ever and ever.
11And I saw a great white throne, and him that sat on it, from whose face the earth and the heaven fled away; and there was found no place for them.
12And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works.
13And the sea gave up the dead which were in it; and death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them: and they were judged every man according to their works.
14And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death.
15And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire.
I dont go to church much, but I did this for Bob. It was fun, on the way out, I noticed someone had graffited on the side on the building
“We are Everywhere”.
So I thought I would adjourn to the The Swan, which is a old mans pub across the way and sup on a pint of Guinness and take it all in. It was here that I smiled and giggled at it all. Thanks Bob, Gods speed.
January 12th, 2007 at 9:32 am
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January 12th, 2007 at 10:25 am
A giant has scampered off. All these years later, RAW’s writing still stretches what I’ve got left of higher cortical funtions.
Damn.
January 12th, 2007 at 12:26 pm
felicitations to all on the passing on of the one and only RAW. He will be missed.
January 12th, 2007 at 2:15 pm
Maybe the most intelligent entity in the known information supra cosmos. With an eternal perpetual interneting “tech-support” and information system – “a series of time-machine’s”, “Scriptures”, no less, given to humanity as a gift [his writing and life's experience to communicate] to wake up humanity! Wake up! As Bob sleeps through a Bardo Fnordo we awaken from history. To re-configure our reality, re-configure courtesy and social skills, communication. and on… ad finitum. And Bob’s balls out tsog research and brave bold daring confrontations with utterly fowl monsters, corporate, government, religious, semantical Illuminati! Faith based monsters slaughtered with wit and wisdom. And next with a finishing glossy touch of Dali and/or Coltrane. The spirit of uprisings, as Finnegan as Prometheus as Jesus as Pheonix as Hannibal! Li Sao
Li Sao for sorrow.
Immortalists and poets and jazz heads and weed heads,
Party like He’d want you to!
The motherload, that’s for sure…
Thanks R.U
My fav. bit of Raw Genius….
How to Live Eleven Days in 24 Hours
January 12th, 2007 at 5:00 pm
Maybe all us bloggers could do a special tribute to him on a given day, all publishing at a time of 23:23.
January 12th, 2007 at 6:11 pm
R.U. this is the nicest thing I’ve seen written about Mr Wilson regarding his death. I never knew him but through his books. I tried to get him to the Edinburgh Book Festival a few years ago but they wouldn’t listen and New Falcon couldn’t afford to send him and he wasn’t really able to travel as far by then anyway.
All I can say is I’ll miss him and his wonderful writing, I’m so sad he’s gone. He’s been the single biggest influence on my life and how I live it.
I did contribute when he needed it, it was the least I could do after all he’s done for me.
January 12th, 2007 at 10:16 pm
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January 13th, 2007 at 2:06 am
I met Bob Wilson in all kinds of whacky places over a long period of time. He’d seen me do a Gnostic Mass, and we’d shared the podium at a conspiracy-oriented convention, but he always called me “the UFO guy”. He was very, very, kind to my work in “Everything is Under Control”, and way too kind to my former social club, the OTO, but you can forgive him that one; he met it in another era, when a very, very drunk Grady McMurtry didn’t take the whaky universe of High Weirdness with the Rotarian seriousness one sees today.
He will be missed by many, myself included.
January 13th, 2007 at 3:32 am
Robert Anton Wilson’s dead will be a sign for some people on the planet, I am one of them. Peace Bob.
January 13th, 2007 at 10:26 am
This is indeed sad news. Having read several of RAW’s books, and really finding them very thought-provoking and challenging, it is sad to know there will be no more. He left quite a mark, and I am disappointed that I was never able to meet him.
Ron Tobin
Philosophers Guild
January 13th, 2007 at 10:59 am
Thank you, Robert Anton Wilson, for making me a pope. ‘Til we meet again…
January 13th, 2007 at 10:42 am
Just a meaningless coincidence I though I’d share…
RAW shed his mortal coil at age 74, on January 11, 2007 (01/11/2007).
Which, when rendered thusly,
7+4+0+1+1+1+2+0+0+7…
equals…
23.
Thanks Bob!
January 14th, 2007 at 12:17 am
23 (twenty three)
RU Sirius at 10 Zen Monkeys offers an overview of the “writer”, a nice selection of links, and a suggestion: “…I?m sure he?d like to see you do something strange and irreverent ? and yet beautiful ?- in his honor.” A tall order. The beautiful…
January 14th, 2007 at 12:34 pm
Excuse me folks, but is’nt RU Sirius one of Wilson’s pen names? So is he really gone or is this another joke? And is everybody here in on it? I dunno, maybe Genesis P-Orridge has be RU Sirius all these years.
January 14th, 2007 at 2:41 pm
Too many wiser than I have already posted here for me to have much to add. I discovered the original paperback editions of the Illuminatus Trilogy in a bookstore in Oakland in 1987 and must have read everything he published since. Like others I cherish Cosmic Trigger, Prometheus Rising, and Quantum Psychology. I wasn’t even aware of the last two until I saw them on the Extropian reading list – thanks, Natasha. He had to do a lot of hack work just to survive but he was brilliant even in that. I don’t ever expect to see him collected in elegant volumes of The Library of America (though look what happened to Lovecraft) but I do hope he stays in print.
So far I haven’t seen a single obit in the straight news media.
January 14th, 2007 at 8:29 pm
I am Robert Anton Wilson & Genesis P. Orridge but the walrus was Paul…
January 17th, 2007 at 6:00 pm
[...] There were respectful memorials in places you’d expect, such as bOING bOING and 10 Zen Monkeys, and in places you wouldn’t expect, such as Wonkette. Even the conservative forum Free Republic got in on the act, with a thread that included the remarkable statement, “The modern right was greatly influenced by Wilson.” While you’re digesting that, I’ll note that elsewhere on the same site another reader greeted the news with the phrase “one less leftist nut.” Link via Boing Boing. [...]
January 18th, 2007 at 5:25 am
[...] Okay, it’s nothing new yet, and other bloggers have written more interestingpieces (or at least, better informed) about it, but this post is about Robert Anton Wilson, who died 11 january. So you may accuse me of blogorrhea, it doesn’t harm me since this weblog is only meant to make a survey of what I read on Transhumanist forums anyway. [...]
January 18th, 2007 at 9:03 am
R.U. Sirius wrote:
I am Robert Anton Wilson & Genesis P. Orridge but the walrus was Paul…
Funny you should say that – I recounted this to a friend, a huge Beatles fan, and she told me that John was lying, that the walrus was really John himself. I’ll have to get back with her about exactly why she thought that…
January 19th, 2007 at 3:12 am
I was introduced to The Schrodinger’s Cat Triology right after college by a friend of mine and I was awestruck by it. I remember thinking that quite possibly RAW was, like myself, interested in science without having a substantial aptitude for it. Through the passing 12 years since then, I have always enjoyed reading him and I will definitely miss him.
January 19th, 2007 at 2:23 pm
Ah, yes, I cried bucketloads when I heard, even though I doubt that was that Bob would have wanted, it just happened. My eyes leaked, and there it was.
Bob likewise was a great inspiration and teacher, and although I didn’t ever get to say ‘hello and thank you’ personally, I’m sure he heard my sobbing, from wherever he is, and he probably laughed his ass off. Good for him.
I know I probably woulnd’t be here today, and still somewhat vaguely sane, if it weren’t for him.
January 19th, 2007 at 2:33 pm
PS, John says he’s the walrus in one if his later songs, I forget which. But you can buy it at Starbucks right now, for $13.95. ;-)
January 22nd, 2007 at 6:47 am
My friend justifies her opinion this way: She says that in Magical Mystery Tour there is a scene where the band is playing “I Am The Walrus” while dressed as animals. The bassist is playing left handed(as she says Paul would have) and the one dressed as the walrus is playing the piano, ergo the walrus was John. It’s possible I am not relating her story correctly if this is all wrong.
January 23rd, 2007 at 3:17 am
There are things like iTunes…and MySpace which are *definitively* mainstream.
Then there’s Discordianism and SubGen which are *not*.
In this era of ever increased interconnectivity(the eEra), Bob was Man enough to encompass *all* the possibilities and modes.
(Burning Man is similar)
We are perpetually…his students.
I don’t think that we could endure his energy and…
January 23rd, 2007 at 7:55 am
Just found this site looks amazing:
# ooddaa Says:
January 11th, 2007 at 6:28 pm
Hail Eris!
Thanks, Bob, for all those handy DIY guides to rewiring my brain.
Can anyone point me to this info?
Thanks
January 27th, 2007 at 4:35 am
IVE STRUGGLED WITH BEIN A HUMAN BEING FOR ALONG TIME NOW AND THIS GENIUS AND HIS WRITINGS / RAMBLINGS KEPT MY CHIN UP AND GAVE ME HOPE WHEN I THOUGHT THERE WAS NONE.
I LOVE YOU BOB.
RIP RAW.
January 27th, 2007 at 6:37 am
Hello, its great to see how many people were influenced by the GREAT RAW, it gives me hope that there are more intelligent people on the planet than i thought. His ideas are spread over the whole world (i live in Germany and nobody influenced my thinking more than BOB) and will live forever.
REST IN THE HOLY CHAOS ROBERT ANTON WILSON
Lass die Lasagne weiter fliegen!!!!!
Your admirer, fan and son in mind
Martin
January 31st, 2007 at 3:03 pm
Rev Bob is dead
Long live Rev Bob
My mind is an opener place, thanx 2 u
Hooray!
February 1st, 2007 at 5:58 am
Fliegende kinderscheisse!!
Adios Amigo.
February 1st, 2007 at 11:21 pm
Bob, was a true explorer and great raconteur. I just flashed on some rare but special nights. In the southbay latenight conclaves in a “known” 24 hour coffee shop. Several “gifted” psychics and masters would gather and conclave through the night on all things of import from sex to sealing wax and psychadelics and beyond. Bob, put the coffee on and open that bag o shrooms when we meet again!
Love & Light,
Gurusdji
February 18th, 2007 at 4:27 pm
We, few in number but large in spirit(s), woke the great man well and good in London. Hope many others did the same where they were and his spirit got no rest this night. Goodbye Bob, you’ll always be with us.
February 19th, 2007 at 2:33 am
I had the great honor of meeting both the Bobs while developing the ILLUMINATUS! comic adapatation. While frustrated that the project was never completed in their life times, I am glad that I had the oppurtunity to meet with both these men.
The last time I saw Bob in person was at the Winterstar symposium. I had presented both Bobs with certificates proclaiming them as honorary fifth degree knights of the Falcon of Malta, and we were sitting at the bar watching thr first World Trade Center bombing together…
February 24th, 2007 at 12:15 pm
Bob went home, but left us his ball, in fact, all balls and anything, that looks like a ball, or maybe not…
He was one of the funniest and wisest humans I ever met and I have more reasons to miss him than I can put on a page.
Goodbye, Bob, Farewell, Au revoir, Auf Wiedersehn, maybe…!
Brummbaer
Bob’s last message from the 6th of Jan.:
Hi there,
Various medical authorities swarm in and out of here predicting I have between two days and two months to live. I think they are guessing. I remain cheerful and unimpressed. I look forward without dogmatic optimism but without dread. I love you all and I deeply implore you to keep the lasagna flying.
Please pardon my levity, I don’t see how to take death seriously. It seems absurd.
RAW
Three Haikus he sent in the past:
Haiku june 26, 06 12 noon
WU-SHIN
Like Chinese painting
The tree and the fog: Nothing
else outside at all
Feeling better every day
May live another month–or much longer
2 Haikus for the list…
1.
Well what do you know?
Another day had passed
and I’m still not not.
2.
Uncertain Curtain?
I Won’t swallow that Poe. No
curtain’s uncertain.
bob sends his love…
…and some further messages from lately:
I enjoy election day — without taking it literally.
Whether the bandits in Washington predominately call themselves democrats or republicans never changes anything important, and those citizens rushing about to participate in this feast of fools seem pixilated.
I also enjoy Easter without believing in magick eggs, Xmas without believing in elves or Santa, and Halloween without believing men from Mars just landed in New Jersey.
Living among the higher primates has its amusing side.
February 27th, 2007 at 1:33 am
I just discovered news of Mr. Wilson’s death a day after watching a video of a hilarious lecture that he did in Santa Cruz around 1993. Bob Wilson was my first Guru. The universe can be an immensely perplexing , obscure and terrifying place for young seekers of the truth. I discovered Bob Wilson in my early 20’s when my mind was like a highly impressionable pressure cooker. Wilson’s rantings were like a soft warm trustworthy voice that diffused the chill of the mysteries. It was Bob Wilson’s writings that pushed me to academic heights , it was Bob Wilson who inspired me to think for myself and it was Bob Wilson who gave me the courage to face any circumstance from the mundane to the mystical with a confident smirk. I, like so many of his readers, am saddened that I never had a chance to meet “The Bobitar.” I know he is out there making merry with his Beautiful wife Arlen and the Good Dr. Leary in tow. God Bless you Mr. Wilson ! And Thanks.
April 2nd, 2007 at 11:10 am
Bob’s about as dead as Joyce. Even though I never got the chance to speak to him it don’t matter. Even if they burnt every one of his books, he’s in my headspace now…and forevermore. Isn’t it great people like that exsist?
July 23rd, 2007 at 7:22 pm
Just posted this on the ‘back side’ of the Wikipedia articles on ILLUMINATUS! and Robert Anton Wilson. Some silly thing about me doing the comic creates a conflict of interest if I put the info on the main page myself, I guess —
Art from the comic used in Wilson’s Meme-Orial (SIC) now available on Web
Hi — my myspace profile page — http://www.myspace.com/icarus_23 — now has a slide show of selections of the art from the comic that were displayed around the world during RAW’s Meme-Orial. It started when Wilson’s daughter asked for pictures of him and related to his work for a slde show for her sending off his ashes in a very small boat into the Pacific. I answered, “You want pictures, I’ve got PICTURES!”
After that, I made the art available for others to display at their events. Noteably (there’s that darn word…), the Radio Eris people in Philly printed some out on poster boards that now inhabit their practice room.
More documentation can be found at: http://rawremembered.blogspot.com/
24 July 2007 (UTC)
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January 21st, 2008 at 12:37 pm
Keep the lasagna flying!