A bunch of people have been asking if they could buy my artwork, and that wasn’t really possible, except for the masks. I just didn’t want to go through the hassle of creating prints, shipping them, etc. But then someone told me of this website that does it all for you, which is great! Now all of you who have asked me before can just head straight there. And they even have all kinds of merchandise, not just regular prints, but, like, mugs and laptop cases and whatnot.
2 things of note:
1. Since I just created the page, they are giving me a “new artist discount”, which means $5 off all items + free shipping worldwide, until March 9.
2. Again, because the page is new, it doesn’t have a ton of pictures yet. If I’ve ever posted a drawing or a photograph that you really liked and would want to have, but it’s not in there yet, message me and I’ll upload it for you before this discount deadline passes.
Hmm, I think that’s it. Here’s the link.
Found a vintage SNM card at home last night. This is from my very first visit in December 2011. I have a bunch of others too, and I noticed that this is the only one that is green on the back (the rest are red). But what I like especially is that the hole puncher was shaped like a club, which I haven’t seen since, only spades.
Side effects of painting (these aren’t actual paintings, they’re just pieces of paper towel I use to clean the brushes).
A horrible thought: could this be the pattern of my life ahead? Every ambition thwarted, every dream stillborn? But a second’s reflection tells me that what I’m currently experiencing is shared by all sentient, suffering human beings, except for the very, very few: the genuinely talented – the odd, rare genius, — and, of course, the exceptionally lucky swine. (p. 37)
Is it possible to live reasonably without lying? (p.43)
He has a profound and searching intelligence – he claims to detest Shakespeare, for example […] (p.69)
I can never tell whether it’s [the slightly clipped reserve] as a result of chronic shyness or majestic self-assurance. (p.87)
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People in the US who are uncompromisingly anti-abortion, euthanasia and such things, I just don’t understand them. If every life is sacred, how come there is so much death penalty in so many states? Why do the same people often defend gun laws? Pretty much anyone can buy a gun and go on a rampage, but they still lobby for guns on the grounds that most people aren’t “crazy like that”. Yet what do they think, as soon as abortion is legal, women will go to the clinics in droves like they’re on a mission to end humankind? Or if euthanasia becomes widespread, families will just kill off their sick relatives every weekend or something? There’s a big thing called “a mother’s instinct”, love, that will never make a decision to have an abortion or authorise a euthanasia easy and quick. Love for random strangers isn’t nearly as strong to keep the gun-wielding population in check.
New York lately.
(Bryant Park and Central Park)
Playing around with the camera is most fun, and wilted flowers are most beautiful.
I went to the Drawing Center today. There were two exhibitions: one about food that I found pretentious to the point of being revolting, and another one that I really loved.
It was collages by Deborah Grant, combining the experiences of Mary Bell (a slave-artist, if I understood that correctly, who lived in 1873-1941) and references to Matisse. I entered that exhibition from the wrong side and was walking from end to beginning, where the introduction was written on the wall, so when I saw the Matisse stuff, I was all angry, like “it’s just a rip-off from Matisse!” Anyway, all credit was given.
Here’s the thing: the above collage was part of it, and I am really confused by the Canadian flag. Apart from the famous “One is too many” line, I can’t think of anything that connects Canada to this. Need to e-mail the artist.
Something to distinguish the front of this notebook from its back. Inspired by this article; apparently medieval knights’ biggest hobby was chasing snails.