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The things I do when I can do little else include doodling pictures on my phone; lately, pictures of monsters uttering wordless speech. They seem to belong.

Cut for vaguely disturbing rectangular images )

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Feb. 4th, 2009 06:35 pm
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This is a birthday card that was never claimed by its intended recipient. Part of a series with some holiday cards made this year (though not as many as I meant to get done.)

Cut for images )

[livejournal.com profile] stitchinmyside thought it looked cool, so I thought I would post it. More images over on Flickr.

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Thrilled by the new ideas surrounding him, our hero makes them manifest. In his fashion. )

It was this or get a tattoo. I've been wanting a shirt with Something on It, like all the cool kids have. This shirt had something on it, but it was grease stains.

I taped out the letters with green non-stick painter`s tape and used an ancient can of spray fabric paint I've been hoarding for Just the Right Use. Hence the deeply fashionable crappy industrial lettering.

I'm thinking I'll put the signified-tree on the back. If I spray the paint into a container and put it on with a toothpick I'm able to get some fairly good detail.

radfrac_archive_full: (Harold Ross of the New Yorker)
And now it turns out I am in an art show in Vancouver. Well, LePig is. I am half of LePig's Watson, or rather part of its Conan Doyle. ( [livejournal.com profile] chromemagpie -- do you want to be Conan or Doyle?)

LePig applied for the Vancouver Pride art show -- theme "Gender Twist" -- back in May, and never heard back about whether the project had been accepted.

Today, I received the emailed poster for the show from one of the organizers, an excellent photographer whom I know a bit from Vancouver. I emailed back saying "Ah, too bad, I guess we're not in the show." Thinking fair enough, our application was fairly disorganized (for example, completely devoid of final text), but that it might be nice to go see it anyway.

Then I get two emails back -- one from the photographer saying "What are you talking about? You are so in it," and one from an organizer asking for my phone number.

LePig is, of course, delighted by the opportunity, though just a tick frantic about how to now produce the actual piece in time for July 30.

Can anyone recommend a good printshop? Heh.


revised list of odd things:

On Thursday, the root canal. Went remarkably smoothly. No pain or swelling. On the whole: hurrah.
On Saturday, the reading. Lovely. Two hurrahs. Also sunstroke. Harrumph.
On Sunday, pride. Pleasant. One and a half hurrahs.
On Monday, meeting with prof: brief but productive. hurr. Re-registered for school, hurrah to the power of Me.
Monday night, odd puffiness begins. hmm.
Monday through Thursday: consulting health practitioners about puffiness. As yet inconclusive: puffiness unabated. Harrumph.
The Mister cancels visit for upcoming weekend. No beerfest, alas.* harrumph.
I find out I am in an art show and didn't know it. Hurrah. I have to actually produce the work. Hhhkkgkgggkkgh.
radfrac_archive_full: (Harold Ross of the New Yorker)
So this is how it works. You got (or, if you didn't see me in the last few days, didn't get) two playing cards with transfer art on them, sealed with nail polish. That is why they are sticky.

They represent the extremely clever gift I invented and was going to have designed, printed, and distributed in time to give to you, excellent persons of my acquaintance, or near-acquaintance, or near acquaintance.

Then I go distracted. By

a) Writing half a novel


b) Having sex


If you did not get two sticky cards from me, you have a right to claim them. If you are unable to claim them in person, or simply want to upbraid me, you may demand them via the comments field. Once you have two sticky cards, you have the right to save them to exchange for the full deck of devastating artiness, when it is finished, sometime between now and Valentine's Day. Because I had a whole different idea for Valentine's day.



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