Weekly Shirt

The weekly shirt is here! Check it out.
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=35493964

Kaboom!

whew.

december shall henceforth be known as the month of MADNESS.
This next week goes as follows:

dec 2: gregory show! (omg omg omg)
dec 3: drop off art at shag:
-divis art walk, 8 pm... be a booze-mistress.

dec 4: cookie party--bake cookies, stuff face, repeat.

dec 5: shag salon fashion show! be a model, lose hair, drink.
dec 6: ironside staff party/work at swankety. chance of attendance at work party: low.
dec 7-11: make stuff, work, freak out some more.
dec 12: root division holiday sale
onward: breathe. pretend to take a break. overload with self with more projects that *might* create progress in this whole career-mess. repeat.

good lord. they didn't warn me about this career path in high school.
superhero time! grrr...

Shirt of the Week!

http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=35013880

It's funny and cute and nerdy and sad... all at once! How can you live without it?
Now you don't have to...
Come and get it!

etsy and crittertastic fun times!

New stuff is up on etsy (http://www.etsy.com/shop/pixiebird)... well, some of it is old stuff, but it may be new to you and it is newly available... so it counts, right? Also, keep your eyes peeled for new shirts to be unveiled, woo!

Valencia Hoodie!

Postcards: the Silly set.

Postcards: the Arty set!

Alright, that's all. I have to return to working on a super-secret logo project for a super-secret person. And I need to paint. I have these 3 paintings that are SO CLOSE and i just haven't finished them off. And they are needed soon for a holiday show at SHAG hair salon (hell yeah!) so I need to get my shit together. and i have a headache. and a mild hangover. and all eloquence has left the building. Off to procure coffee! Stay tuned!

Serendipity...

My camera is lost in the wilds of my life somewhere... it's amazing how not having the ability to take photos to illustrate my thoughts derails my timely blog-updating. Everything I've been doing requires pictorial accompaniment. In words only form: APE was AWESOME. I met a lot of amazing artists, sold some stuff, had the coolest table-mate ever (lots of maniacal giggling and drawing was involved)...I LOVE seeing my work on actual, living, walking people... it's extremely gratifying. I also got the COOLEST $10 piece of art... which of course I'm DYING to put a damn picture of up, but NOOOOO... in any case it's a doodle of Death with a party hat and a cupcake and a speech bubble with a heart! Clearly this artist and I are on a cosmic cute-death trip. My new mission is to collect all cute deaths I find... they will be mine.

The My Trick Pony show went well; again, great to see my creatures going out into the world. Nearly everyone I know in the city showed up, too, so it was pretty much a cheap-wine fun-fest of bawdy, mouthy peet's types... I love you kids.

Ironside is eating all my time. It's much more gratifying work, but is a real 40+ hour/week job, which changes my art-making time. The good news is that I work 9-5 like a "normal" person... now I just have to learn to motivate myself to paint and make between 6 and 10 pm instead of lying in a heap refusing to do anything. Really though, I ain't complaining. Job feeds me, provides me a phone, lets me set my schedule, and the owners and chef are beyond cool...what a relief.

Pekoe is buried in a heap of blankets on the bed, grumbling and growling at some hapless canine walking by outside. As I type this, I have a steady soundtrack of "rrrghhhRRRrrRRRRrrhhhhRHrhrghhhh....."

And the newest excitement! I'm joining ranks with the amazing folk of Swankety Swank on Divis. (in NOOOPA... oooOooh...) I'll be selling various, um, stuff! And if you've been paying attention, you know that's a lot of ... stuff. I discovered Swankety Swank and Yabette, the fabulous proprietress, in one of those completely serendipitous moments, which, in my experience, is usually San Francisco's way of telling me something. I had a very poignant moment with a construction sign once...

Whee!

Sans my camera, I leave you with a few photos from my crappy camera phone...

I make to-go food fun!

DEMON POPSICLE

best. street art. ever.

Hello APE'rs!

Hello to anyone and everyone who may be wandering in from the APE aftermath... I swear and promise I'll have images of available custom designs up soon, and I'll get some up on etsy for easier ordering, etc. Until then, if you happen to know what you want (ie: the grey fish hoodie), simply shoot me and email and it shall be done!

xoxo

dramatic time has set in...

It's a wonderfully grey and coasty day... they kind of day where i am constantly reminded that i am in an ocean-bounded city, constantly nostalgia-pulted into memories of Maine and my time on the Right Coast; the mono-tonal moistness that Portland so often wears. There's something dramatically satisfying about clomping around a rainy coast-town in a long coat and boots; something cozy and comforting that all the beauty of sunny days just can't touch. I'm suddenly in fall and holidays and making soup and bread with friends, missing my seasons but happy in my fog. Sometimes i forget to remember to be happy, what with all the stress of money and career and "the big questions" of one's 20's. My own artistic and personal demons; the pressure and demands i put on myself, the criticisms and dissatisfactions i experience that are even more enraging for the fact that i KNOW that i create them...if i could only let go they'd just... disappear. in any case, it's a pretty cool thing i'm getting to do, really; living in San Francisco, making it work as i go... even if it isn't what i thought i could/should/would be doing at this age. The air feels good. I have people that love me. I have a good coat and boots to stomp in. It's gonna be ok.

MORE moping! jeezus!

dratted hormones. dratted moods.

i've done not much today except sit on the floor and make sparkly sculpey earrings... basically a glorified way to say that i'm being 5 and rolling snakes and covering in glitter. which i'd take a picture of for you but my camera is elsewhere.

when the constant is you, sometimes you don't notice how much everything has changed.