• The Brand New Brand

    by  • January 1, 2012 • 0 Comments

    For Christmas this year, a good friend gave me a shirt. The shirt was nice, it was yet another of my favored Mark Ecko shirts. What intrigued me, however, was the bag that it came in.

    Staring me smack-dab in the face was the logo that adorns the vast majority of my shirts. I sat and admired that bag and that wonderfully simple logo. That logo has a story behind it, I suggest you do some digging into it, if that sort of thing interests you.

    The bag got me thinking about my own brand and identity. I mean, sure, I have a mascot in my Skid Vis character:

    The mascot, which of course I adore, is way too complicated in comparison to the simple rhino. So, I started working on something new..

    I had a lot of thoughts running around, trying to think outside the box, and whatnot. Eventually, I settled on what I call “The Devil’s V“. I don’t know why I call it that, but it’s what came to mind when I imagined it on my Jeep a few years ago, and it’s been my go-to V ever since.

    I got to work on testing out that version, but the more I looked at it, the more it looked like someone just scored a touchdown.

    Not exactly the worst thing ever, a guy signaling “It’s good!”, considering my slogan is “Making Things Gooder.” But it just didn’t feel right. I was just about to give up, when I looked back at my sketches and was drawn to the very first one I put down. This time around, I saw things hidden in it that just made it the obvious choice. So here it is, the brand new brand:

    As you can see, it’s pretty damn simple. It works in full color, and even in solid colors. It’s the letter V, for Vis; it also turns out to be someone flexing their muscles, which is perfect because the word Vis is Latin for Strength! But wait, there’s more!

    In my universe, much like in Star Wars, Spawn, and heck, even traffic lights; Red is the color of Bad, and Green is the color of Good. They are both a part of us, so the “head” being green and the “body” being red represents the eternal struggle we all deal with.

    Anyway, I just wanted to jot down how I arrived at this new brand, mainly for me, but hopefully you enjoyed tinkering with the inner workings of my lunatic mind. Who knows, maybe some day I’ll have a fancy bag of my own?!

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    The Uninvited Guest

    by  • December 31, 2011 • 0 Comments

    The year is over, yet this bad comedy continues.

    The new year approaches, and the time has come for change. It is my wish that this new year brings you many blessings, that you never feel sorrow, and that all your dreams come to be. I must let you go.

    I cannot continue to write for, or about you. I must stop trying to understand why you do what you do. I must take the pain I feel and bury it deep enough that even I cannot find it again. Enough is enough.

    My name is Skid Vis. That is who I am. I am strength. I set fire to the worlds of those I touch. I inspire action. I am more than my feelings, my memories, and my pain. This is my purpose.

    Today, I will feel. I will focus on the joy you’ve given me. I will focus on the loss. I will remember you for the amazing angel you are. I will smile. I will try to imagine the world you wanted, and suppress all the fears that live in that world. I will feel the flames consume my flesh, as the pain wraps itself around my very being. Tomorrow, I will rise.

    I will leave the ashes behind me, and set for the skies. I will shine like I’ve never shone before. I will set the world ablaze, or I will die trying.

    You are my heart. You are my hope. You are freedom.

    Your life will be wonderful, and everything will be just fine. You’ll smile often, cry rarely, and think of me even less. Our memories will come, now and again, and they’ll pass through you like a ghost. For a second, you’ll feel me, and even sooner, you’ll let me go. I will fade into the abyss of the past, and your joys will fill your life with meaning. This is my dream.

    I will miss us. I will think of you. I will adapt.

    My days are numbered, like it or not. Change is inevitable. I must stop this game and give this life a go. The pieces aren’t falling how I imagined, so I must snatch them from the air and put them in their place. I will no longer be an observer. The time has come to make things gooder.

    I will win. I will exist. I will matter.

    I’m Skid Vis, and I do what I want.

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    The Last Year

    by  • December 25, 2011 • 0 Comments

    Wow, This last year, right? It’s been.. what’s the word? Tumultuous? Yea! Totally. Wow. I fell in love, but that all went horribly awry. I pushed all the wrong buttons and was left to the reality that I’m just not meant to have that sort of life. Aww c’mon, it couldn’t have been all bad? [...]

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    The Right In What’s Left

    by  • December 14, 2011 • 0 Comments

    The world has ended. The impact has caused an uprising of debris that’s blocked out the sun. Your nightmares have ripped through your soul and now stand before you, smiling, taunting you. What do you do? What can I? Nothing. You sit there, you watch the timer as it counts down the end of your [...]

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    The Last 18 Months

    by  • December 10, 2011 • 0 Comments

    I’m in the eye of the storm. The last 18 months have been quite turbulent, they’ve been a testament to the range of human emotion. I’ve felt happy, hopeful, angry, sad, loved, abandoned, useful, and useless. This is the cost of being the spirit that I am, ducking and weaving in and out of the [...]

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    The Far Side Of Close

    by  • November 18, 2011 • 0 Comments

    They say “Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.”, but what about those who are neither? What about the people who mean something to you, but have fallen out of favor, or have otherwise become distant? How do you let them know that they still exist? How can you tell them that they are [...]

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    The Counter

    by  • October 31, 2011 • 0 Comments

    It was just another lazy night. I was on the couch, catching up on my DVRed episodes of The Biggest Loser, trying not to laugh at the irony of me sitting there practically inhaling Ben & Jerry’s Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Ice Cream. “I’ll just spend an extra hour on the treadmill tomorrow, it’s worth [...]

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    The Short Walk

    by  • September 30, 2011 • 0 Comments

    Dude, guess what.. Your mom. No, try again.. Your mom? Ugh.. no! Tomorrow’s the day! You mean?! Tomorrow you lose your virginity?? What?! No! Tomorrow I’m going SKYDIVING!!! Yay!! ..wait, what?! I didn’t approve this! haha! Um, can we talk about this? Sure! What do you wanna talk about? Ok.. can we not do this? [...]

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    The Love Lex

    by  • September 21, 2011 • 0 Comments

    Hey, are you ready for more rules?? Golly gee, am I ever! ..not really, but whatevs. Great!! Well, today I wanna talk about the rules of looooove. lol! You? Have you seen your love life? Hey, even the greatest pilots can crash and burn. We all make mistakes, especially me. Just because I know the [...]

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    The 6-foot Ruler

    by  • September 14, 2011 • 0 Comments

    I rule. Word, you’re pretty cool. No, I mean I rule! Yea, that’s what you said. Oh, you mean like a king or something? Bingo, Gringo! What?! You know I’m not.. never mind, go on. Thank you, kindly. I operate, or at least I try my damnedest to operate in this world according to a [...]

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    The Devil’s Back Pocket

    by  • September 13, 2011 • 0 Comments

    I’m not a bad guy. Sure, come morning that’s what you’re going to hear. They’re going to say I’m a madman, a villain, the scum of the Earth; but I’m not. My name’s Francis Oliver Emerson, but my friends call me Frank. I’m a mechanic. Ever since I got my first car at the age [...]

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    The Hard Place

    by  • August 31, 2011 • 0 Comments

    “Hello, you’ve reached 9-1-1. We’re unable to answer your call at the moment, please leave a message after the tone.” BEEEEEP Uh, Hi.. So here I am, stuck between a rock and a hard place, Quite literally! I’m dangling off the side of a cliff, hanging from a tiny branch, staring down a hundred foot [...]

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