“Space flights are merely an escape, a fleeing away from oneself, because it is easier to go to Mars or to the moon than it is to penetrate one’s own being” ~ Carl Jung

What reminds you the most of home?  Maybe it’s smell?  Anybody by chance, know what Mars smells like?

The fact is that once you leave home, often there is no going back.  It is funny how far the heart drifts in the great expanse.  You gotta be that rollin’ stone and put on that smilin’ face.  Like the Joker said, “Why so serious?” Speaking of which where did I put my happy face pin?  I think I lost mine in the theaters watching the Watchmen.

Ralph’s happy face emblazoned on his suit, I envisioned as a kind of an overly optimistic and happy A.I. that always puts a positive spin on any dire event in a hostile universe.  I was thinking along the lines of a high-tech version of Wilson from the movie Cast Away.  Pardon me on my third popular movie reference, but I still got one more for y’ah.

They say Forest Gump invented the smiley face or so Robert Zemeckis would have you believe, but it is totally intergalactic and yes, I just threw that out there.  Come to think of it, Carl Jung must have totally taken over a small corner of my brain since he also said something about explaining the “symbol” (i.e. retro smiley face) as if you were a man from Mars.

Hope you like the new sketch.  I drew it back at my old home.  It kept me company on a real late night contemplating how things are never the same and yet there’s no place like home.  Ohmmmmmmm…… why don’t you meditate on a little Bob Dylan now……

E.T. Phone Home:

You still here?  Bless your heart!  I’ve been thinking about tweeting or putting out facebook status updates with little iPhone snap shots of process work.  I was even meaning to put this up to tease this post.  Here’s the test and don’t forget to connect with me on twitter @SimianZ for future peaks of Martians and otherwise.