...fresh, warm bread with honey-butter and tea...mmm...

...and Etsy. I love Etsy. It's fantastic. But damn, people can make (and sell) some ugly shit. Amazing.

That's the problem with this line of work. If you're a software engineer and you suck at math and your coding is shit, well, you're a lousy software engineer and should probably brush up your waitressing skills. But when you're an artist? How can you scale what's good or not? A lot of the stuff that sells is not what I'd consider good, but who am I to judge someone's precious inner-expression and vision. Bah. You see?!?!!

Capsule!

Capsule was grand fun, despite alternately burning me to a crisp, freezing me to a shivering mess, and attempting to blow everything away. I kid you not. I felt stupid for not having a cool pop-up canopy until one got blown over and snapped like a cheap toy. The skeleton was left to it's inglorious fate in the alley like a defeated future-monster.

DESPITE THIS...it was tons of fun. I met a few fantastic people, including a really sweet Blue-Bottle barista and a kid who'd seen my work at Lower Haters but couldn't buy the shirt he wanted 'cause they didn't have it in his size...but I did! Me to the rescue! If you've stumbled to my page of occasional ranting as a result of the fair, hello and welcome! My etsy store is looking mighty lonely these days, but it's next on my list to work on getting things up on it, so please check back occasionally. Also my site itself. It's soon to be updated, and the store feature should be generally disregarded, as stock has changed so much--please don't try to buy anything off it.

I'm off to bake some comfort-food bread now. yep.

Firedrums video!

OOh ooh! And this is just up... Sammy's awesome video of Firedrums; one of the most amazing things I get to do all year. It's like 3-day summer camp for drummers and fire-performers, or anyone who'd like to be either. Truly one of the most amazing events... LOVE!

My brain is like a choo-choo going "do stuff do stuff do stuff"... on the other hand, I'm never bored. The fluevog ad should be out next month, maybe perhaps. One of the Chronicle Books employees that patronize my fine place of business actually laid it out when putting together a magazine on scooters and recognized it as mine just from that...how cool!

I'm also in a fair put on by Union Design this weekend: Capsule; Patricia's Green in Hayes Valley. Sunday, May 23, 11-6. I put the details in just in case anyone actually reads this and wants to come by-- hint hint, invisible masses.

Sometimes this art hting feels like a snowball; I so something that introduces me to a million more events, organizations, stores, people... or most likely a bunch of websites I should peruse and people I should put on my man pants and send art to. Pick me Pick me! SO much stuff to do and pursue...

And I'm doing the moving thing again in a few months! Not far... like, REALLY not far (a whole block away!) but I get a thrilling new room with better light and better studio capability. My mind is spiraling into a fantasy world of all the art to be done there, and I envision myself getting up early, having coffee as the daybreak filters in and getting down to work making stuff... then I remember I have to go to SOMA (ew) every day to, oh that's right, MAKE MONEY. Every so often I get ramped up to quit my job and just pursue art full-time, just to see if, without having to fit all the art making, networking, pushing, into the corners of my time, maybe, just maybe, it would really start to take off. Maybe if I treat it as my full-time profession, it will become it. So far, the fact that I basically LIKE my day job (even if it isn't the dream career) and that it treats me very well keeps staying this leap, so for now I'll keep saving money and biding my time, I guess... sigh.

Oh, and here's some new pins I just got made, because what's a talky blog post without a picture?

precious few

I've just spent the last month of most of my free (read: not at Ironside or asleep) time making tiny things, and listening to audiobooks. I can now report that my hands are in revolt, "Wicked" is pretty good, and I never would have gotten through "Anathem" if I had been reading it the old-fashioned, analog way. Damn, Stephenson, you sure do love your own brainyness.

Anyway, here's the fruits of my labor: lots of teeny tiny paintings. It was, despite being murder on my hands and eyes, really satisfying to be able to FINISH something so quickly.
"I have an idea! Done! I have another idea...done!" These are all between 2 and 4 inches high and are currently on display at Swankety Swank at Haight and Divis. I'll also be participating in a street fair late this month, and they should make an appearance there, too. Grand fun.

my brain hurts and other news...

Apologies for being remiss on the updates. This world of technecessity is still not entirely comfortable to me. And twitter? I give up. I can't hack it. Hell, I can't even update a blog regularly, much less remember to report in on my every activity and fleeting moment of cleverness. Arg! DAMN KIDS! WHERE'S MY CANE? BRING THE HORSE AND BUGGY 'ROUND AND WE'LL HAVE A REAL WILD TIME!

ok that's out of my system.

here's some pictures for you!

My new shrine to Fluevog. The $1000 shopping spree was overwhelmingly fantastic, and I couldn't handle putting the beauties in the closet. Shrines are perfectly good storage, shut up!

As requested, an "action photo". As it turns out, I'm monumentally bad at getting pictures of events and good times. I'm too self-conscious to either run around with a camera or to ask someone to take pictures of the outfit I spent 2 hours putting together. I'm working on it. This is from the fantastic Swankety Swank "Natural Magick" show. I had some fantastic Alice-in-Rainbow-Brite land thing going on. I would like to look like that every day, but without the hours of prep. k thx.

The painting that made it's debut at said show. Not a very good photo, but so it goes. I would say more about it, but it would sound melodramatic. The most important aspect was getting back to my roots in tattoo-studies; the sense of creating something new and personal while also participating in something older and greater than one's self. It's pretty. I <3 it.

Other things of note: I have shirts and stuff available in the fabulous LOWER HATERS store in, surprise! the Lower Haight. More should be coming out soon, as soon as I can get time to get some printed. WHY DO I NEVER HAVE ENOUGH TIME! DAMN YOU DAY JOB THAT PAYS ALL MY BILLS!
ahem.

Sugar!

Her Royal Highness the Sugar-Booger herself.