My Log Has Something To Say

Yule Log, 2013

{created for Arch Enemy Arts' forthcoming fan-culture show With Love, Your Biggest Fan}

Domicile

I'm always fascinated by the habitats and workspaces occupied by my friends and acquaintances. You can learn a lot about a person by examining the spot where she hangs her hat. Embracing the fact that I'll be moving from Chinatown to South Philly has renewed my desire to luxuriate in some neutral scrutiny regarding my own living space, which happens to be in a very old, three-story house with blood-red floors. I've occupied this structure with a rotating batch of house-mates since 2009. A lot of things have happened; would all of these occurrences, even the events of the most negligible importance, have transpired had I decided to eat and sleep in a different building way back when I was a junior in college? Maybe. Or maybe this house is cursed. Or something. I will miss this place.

Here are some photos of my bedroom, which is also my studio. It was once packed to maximum capacity with art supplies, saws, miter boxes, boxes and boxes of fabric, half open bottles of caustic substances with adhesive properties, etc. After reaching a point of absolute and unbearable discomfort, the said items have since been moved downstairs to the living room.

Pulver

He Who Slumbers

I made a Little Nemo doll for the awesome folks over at Locust Moon Comics, who were kind enough to place me at #8 in the Locust Moon Top 40 towards the beginning of this month. I really like their shop and how involved they are with multiple projects; it's very inspiring and being mentioned on their blog was an honor. 

This version of Nemo deviates slightly from Winsor McCay's original renderings. In addition to being entombed in a lightly-altered cigar box (painting over pyrographed text is a doozy), he has pose-able joints and - albeit mighty delicate - fingers that can be positioned accordingly. Overall, Nemo's construction was a sedate, enjoyable task.

Also, under all of those clothes, he has a lumpy little butt.

Luz Azul

Two new illustrations; one for the hell of it and another (respectively) for Phantom Hand's Last Meal exhibit at Jinxed, which opens on Saturday, April 20th.

For now, splitting my time between these illustrations and my crocheted apocryphal animal skeletons feels like it makes sense.

Vow and Foxtrot

A completed project and a work-in-progress:

Trust Me

Trust Me. Cotton string, glue, nails. 2013

{shown installed at Arch Enemy Arts, 109 Arch Street Phila, PA}