All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.
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Cover to “Aliens: Colonial Marines” #3, Robert Mentor, 1993

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Dark Horse Comics.

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I would like to see my creative work get a little more grounded.

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I still realize that my habit of photographing the ground at my feet will seem weird to a lot of people.  But sometimes the patterns that you can find there are interesting — especially when confined within the contours of a viewfinder.

Besides, half the fun is finding battle environments where I would have loved to deploy my “G.I. Joes” when I was nine.  Oh, to be a boy again.

 

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“I Am Death,” Indiana State Board of Health Advertisement, 1912

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Indiana State Board of Health Monthly Bulletin.  Artist undetermined.

Public servants in 1912 were a weird bunch.  (Although I’m not sure that Betsy DeVos and Jeff Sessions are a huge step up.)

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Why do YOU think my closet stinks?

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(And bear in mind I did my laundry a day ago.)

1) Yesterday’s wet socks.

2) I dropped candy in there? Can candy go bad?

3) Surreptitious raccoon habitat.

4) The existential decay from all my dead dreams.

5) Because Mark Zuckerberg is monetizing this somehow.

6) Dragons.

7) I unknowingly share it with an invisible gangrened lumberjack.

8) Tucker Carlson’s dead goddam soul.

9) THERE IS NO CLOSET. (The Matrix has me.)

10) Polonium.

11) The ghost of a wet dog that died in a fit of depression long, long ago.

12) The writers for “The Walking Dead” stashed their latest script in there.

 

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“Erlkönig,” Julius von Klever, 1887

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Oil on canvas.

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This one I’m rather proud of.

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And obviously it’s undergone some cropping and filtering.  It might just make a nice book jacket.

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Cover to “Batman: Detective Comics” #27, Greg Capullo, 2014

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DC Comics.

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A skink is a skink, I think, I think.

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And no one can capture a skink, I think …

(Trust me.  I tried.  I’m not above scampering around on the sidewalk like an excited eight-year-old when I spot one of these glittery things.  New Yorkers, skinks are fast.  They’re the little blue-tailed cheetahs of the lizard world.)

 

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Cover to “Green Lantern: Emerald Dawn” #1, Mark Bright and Klaus Janson, 1989

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“In brightest day, in blackest night …”

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… no evil shall escape my sight!

Let those who worship evil’s might

beware my power–Green Lantern’s light!”

Pictured is one flippin’ AWESOME 40th birthday present!!  (And thank you again to the amazing pal who got it for me.)  To quote Guy Gardner, “I could kick ol’ Goldface’s butt with this!”  (C’mon … you all know I am Hal Jordan guy and not a … Guy guy.”  Even if that Ice was always a lot cuter than Carol Ferris.)

46th.  It was my 46th birthday.  No matter how many times I type that, I’ll never get used to it.

 

 

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