Mail Call: The Little Things.
I ordered a print from an artist on etsy the other day. What a joy to unwrap; look at all the goodies!
The print itself was wrapped in tissue paper with a bit of stripped floss held in place with a sticker. There was also a business card, a button, and a little hand written note to me from the artist. Nice!
A long time ago I had some leftover button sets and would include those with shirts I shipped…then a few times I just sent extra shirts along with the regular order…but now I’m feeling sorta outdone. Can I come up with a joyful packaging?
And on a separate occasion I received some mail at my post office box! The one that has received nothing for over a year! It was appeared to be junk mail, the address scraped from the site by a bot of some kind. But it had my full title, and just seeing that there, behind the plastic, made my heart swell with glee. Silly childhood glee. A year of PO Box charges? Worth it.
Downtime.
It should come to no surprise to anyone with legit claims to biological continuation of the species experience that time is in fact a bendy, unmeasurable thing. I’ve often previously posited that parents, and therefor anyone older than myself, were rendered insane by the cumulative experiences of both their own life, and experiences of the life that they created, cared for, and fed various hasbro bargain bin offerings to be mangled and chewed upon.
Now I have joined that elite force of planet populators, and only now do I truly understand.
Time. Fleeting. Etc.
In the meantime, as I downtime from shirts in order to catch up on various inane and finally surmountable technical embroidery difficulties tied to production here at home as well as getting in some work on my beginner daddy chops, I present the following back catalog photos that were never posted timely to the relative subject.
Here we see one of the No Look bargains that went out months back. Somebody got this sweetie for $5. How about that. I always liked this one, made oh so long ago, an edition of two. The other was sold at some festival, at some other time. Maybe I’ll revisit the design when I’m no longer under the influence of ‘new’ and ‘more interesting.’
And here are the four production Lincoln batiks, folded and tagged before their shipping out unto the world. Two of them went to the UK, which I find fascinating. You’ll notice the variation between the four, proof that I made the damn things one dot at a time (thumps chest).
The Saddle.
I found this little photo while going through my archives of three months ago trying to piece together what has been happening and what is still in motion now while I hook my foot in a stirrup to re-climb into the saddle.
It’s a nice reminder that I knew and I know and that I have and I will.
More Soon.
Technical Difficulties.
But really I mean all sorts of difficulties. Did you really think that two designs in a row was a return to form? That I would manage a third? I did, for a while there. One can always hope. If you’re willing to hold on, I’m willing to keep trying.
More soon. I promise.
And more news about more soon.
Exclaim.
Exclaim
design run of
05/19/2009 through 05/30/2009
I went with my gut on this one, and when my gut started screaming in a classic word bubble, and did so with glow thread, I was powerless to embroider otherwise.
Glow thread on black is the default for mens/unisex Hanes Beefy T’s or on ladies cut Gildans. If you’re itching for another color, let me know and we can arrange. Also offering the Artist Choice Upgrade again. If you missed it last time with the skull design, let me explain again in brief: I will devote extra time embellishing your shirt with further ‘work’ which is based around the original design.
Always interesting to see what I’ll come up with next if given the nudge. With cash.
