tried to justify driving again, by bringing another bookcase to work. got it out of the basement and wedged into the civic so the hatchback wouldn't close an i couldn't et the bookcase out. di came to help me. i then tried to get it into the subaru, to no avail. frustrated, i left the bookcase in the garage and headed to kinko's, where i realized i had left some of my drawings at home. fortunately, i DID bring the one text film which i needed today, so it wasn't a total loss.
got to work, sara was already kicking ass. i took 15 minutes to clean out my car for the first time since winter began, and to vacuum it out. i left the windows and hatchback open all day, to try to dry it out. after 15 minutes, i felt better, and felt ready to begin the day.
was disappointed to see how the second color, the underside of the manta rays, had dried too dark overnight on the blue planet prints, so we set the press up and ran that color again, but mixed about 40% more white into the ink. this time it looked right.
mat arrived, and took over printing. i ran out to get our kitchen knives sharpened, and to buy a new drill for home. spent the rest of the day cutting blue planet films, and scanning layers in for the dianogah record cover.
at 5:30 we three left to pick up di. we slowly made our way out of evanston (bad traffic re: ridge ave repaving) and dropped sara off at her place. mat di and i tooled downtown, to anchor graphics, for a meeting about an upcoming gallery show.
dropped mat at the train, then di and i went grocery shopping. at home, i built a fire, collected wood from the garage. we both played with ocho, who was in attack mode, and i'm wading through emails now.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
wednesday
packed the car with a bunch of plywood boxes i use as shelves. will now have somewhere to put books at the shop. took a bunch of canned soup, and extra case of beer, and some books (along with seth) to the shop. sara helped me load in.
mat and sara printed more blue planet stuff today, and i unpacked some boxes. i cut films. took screens to chicago silkscreen for remeshing, and went to mat's studio to pick up the ink i had left there, only to realize i had left my keys at home. could not get in. i returned to TBM.
di called on her way home from the museum to say she was ordering thai food, and got me panang curry chicken. ggggghhhrrh.
seth and i went home, and i ate thai food with di. i stayed up late drawing text for the blue planet posters, and went to bed around 1:30.
mat and sara printed more blue planet stuff today, and i unpacked some boxes. i cut films. took screens to chicago silkscreen for remeshing, and went to mat's studio to pick up the ink i had left there, only to realize i had left my keys at home. could not get in. i returned to TBM.
di called on her way home from the museum to say she was ordering thai food, and got me panang curry chicken. ggggghhhrrh.
seth and i went home, and i ate thai food with di. i stayed up late drawing text for the blue planet posters, and went to bed around 1:30.
tuesday
rode my bike to work again today.
sara and mat printed all day while i burned screens and tried to stay two steps ahead of them. ate soup for lunch.
rode home in the rain.
planned to go see some frech dudes i met in bordeaux some years ago - their new band, adam keeler, was playing downtown. at the last minute, andrew and i decided to go see 10,000bc, instead. it was a terrible film, but the mammoths looked cool.
after the film, i dropped andrew at home, and i went to screwball press at 1am to pick up the ink i had left there. home, into bed.
sara and mat printed all day while i burned screens and tried to stay two steps ahead of them. ate soup for lunch.
rode home in the rain.
planned to go see some frech dudes i met in bordeaux some years ago - their new band, adam keeler, was playing downtown. at the last minute, andrew and i decided to go see 10,000bc, instead. it was a terrible film, but the mammoths looked cool.
after the film, i dropped andrew at home, and i went to screwball press at 1am to pick up the ink i had left there. home, into bed.
Monday, March 17, 2008
monday, TBM
rode my bike to work today, and it worked great. 4.68 miles each way. not so much mileage, but it's over nine miles a day i won't be driving.
spent the day answering emails, putting out fires, laying the groundwork for a june dianogah tour, and sporadically finishing the last of the last of the text for a patagonia shirt.
left work at 6:45, rode home in snow flurries, and went to the gym with di. light workout, rode the elliptical machine instead of the stationary bike. stretched, sat in the hot tub.
at home, we talked for a while in the living room, and di went to bed. i'm to follow momentarily.
spent the day answering emails, putting out fires, laying the groundwork for a june dianogah tour, and sporadically finishing the last of the last of the text for a patagonia shirt.
left work at 6:45, rode home in snow flurries, and went to the gym with di. light workout, rode the elliptical machine instead of the stationary bike. stretched, sat in the hot tub.
at home, we talked for a while in the living room, and di went to bed. i'm to follow momentarily.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
sunday, austin to chicago. also, surly bike's first ride.
woke at 6am, took the pup out.
di and i packed, called a cab, and said goodbye to the pup.
cab took us to the airport, where we realized our flight was at 9:50, a bit later than we expected. we had time to sit and i typed up the last several days of this blog. chad and krista and howard from T&G sat near us, waiting for the flight.
flight home was pleasantly boring. i actually slept a bit.
landed half an hour early, at 10:05, and my dad picked us up as soon as we got our bags (which were the first ones to come out of the conveyor). drove to the shop to get my car, and home. i took stephanie to the train, stopped to get new batteries for my cyclocomputer, and came home. we took a nap, listening to dick buckley on the radio.
i slept until 5pm, i think, and we decided to go for a bike ride and to get some groceries. it was colder out than expected, but the surly's first ride went well. very comfortable. did just under a modest 5 miles.
at home, di made soup, salad and grilled cheeses, and we watched the last two weeks of LOST online.
di's in bed, i'm going to bed. tomorrow will kick ass.
di and i packed, called a cab, and said goodbye to the pup.
cab took us to the airport, where we realized our flight was at 9:50, a bit later than we expected. we had time to sit and i typed up the last several days of this blog. chad and krista and howard from T&G sat near us, waiting for the flight.
flight home was pleasantly boring. i actually slept a bit.
landed half an hour early, at 10:05, and my dad picked us up as soon as we got our bags (which were the first ones to come out of the conveyor). drove to the shop to get my car, and home. i took stephanie to the train, stopped to get new batteries for my cyclocomputer, and came home. we took a nap, listening to dick buckley on the radio.
i slept until 5pm, i think, and we decided to go for a bike ride and to get some groceries. it was colder out than expected, but the surly's first ride went well. very comfortable. did just under a modest 5 miles.
at home, di made soup, salad and grilled cheeses, and we watched the last two weeks of LOST online.
di's in bed, i'm going to bed. tomorrow will kick ass.
saturday, flatstock day 3
i woke and wondered if we were supposed to be at an API meeting. i got dressed, in case, and heard geoff get up about 9:30. we ran out to jo's, then down to the convention center, where the API meeting covered the next couple flatstocks and bonnaroo and veegoose.
today's flatstock made up for yesterday's slowness. i ran into the guys from (the band) l'havre, from bordeaux. they are now in a different band, and live in paris, and were playing tonight, heading to chicago to play tuesday. i also met julien from andrew's french label, who hopes to show my work in paris.
sold a bunch of stuff, bought and traded for some good ones, and, as usual, took forever to clean up after 6pm, due to dealing with jody and lad for wholesale stuff.
took all the boxes to geoff and yancy's, and went way out to some sushi place. everything was good about this, except for for unagi in my una ju. i got all bones, and was quite unhappy.
back to the house, we hung out with the pup, walked down to amy's for ice cream, and soon went to bed with a snoring pup.
today's flatstock made up for yesterday's slowness. i ran into the guys from (the band) l'havre, from bordeaux. they are now in a different band, and live in paris, and were playing tonight, heading to chicago to play tuesday. i also met julien from andrew's french label, who hopes to show my work in paris.
sold a bunch of stuff, bought and traded for some good ones, and, as usual, took forever to clean up after 6pm, due to dealing with jody and lad for wholesale stuff.
took all the boxes to geoff and yancy's, and went way out to some sushi place. everything was good about this, except for for unagi in my una ju. i got all bones, and was quite unhappy.
back to the house, we hung out with the pup, walked down to amy's for ice cream, and soon went to bed with a snoring pup.
flatstock day 2
woke again, still in texas.
geoff, di and i hopped in the car and (after stopping at jo's for turbos) headed to the convention center hotel for the group meeting with jody, for goodall gallery business. good meeting, no new surprises. light brunch foods, guy burwell hilarity. rob jones installs an edge of the surreal in all experiences.
we all trooped over to FS, and got set up for another day. i don't know what was wrong, but i sold a very small number of prints. at the end of the day, i had taken a little more that 10% of what i made the day before.
after 6, everyone headed to obsolete industries for the annual bbq. we sat with jason munn, dirk fowler, brady and lindsey from hammerpress, bryce mccloud and other folks. a little hispanic girl on the other side of the fence was toting around a chihuahua pup like it was a barbie. i borrowed fucik's bike and rode a couple blocks down to cafe mondi (or something) and got brownies for the table.
upon returning, someone mentioned that micah was still at the convention center, and that the doors to FS were unlocked, with folks going in and out. geoff, kendra and i tore over there, and, after emptying the room (again), found security to lock the place down. back to the party.
di and i soon got worned, so we took the mini and headed home and to bed. puppy, snoring.
we drifted in and out of sleep, unsure of the time, and never really getting properly into bed. late, the puppy started barking and carrying on, refusing to go to sleep. i took him out into the yard, and saw the lights in the coach house on, meaning everyone else was home. we tried to keep him quiet, but this only worked intermittently.
at 3am, geoff, yancy, grzeca and farley arrived, and geoff was in extremely fine form. hilarious, he jumped on di in bed, ran out to the coach house and jumped on the canadians, said hilarious stuff, and was beet red.
eventually, everyone settled in for a real sleep.
geoff, di and i hopped in the car and (after stopping at jo's for turbos) headed to the convention center hotel for the group meeting with jody, for goodall gallery business. good meeting, no new surprises. light brunch foods, guy burwell hilarity. rob jones installs an edge of the surreal in all experiences.
we all trooped over to FS, and got set up for another day. i don't know what was wrong, but i sold a very small number of prints. at the end of the day, i had taken a little more that 10% of what i made the day before.
after 6, everyone headed to obsolete industries for the annual bbq. we sat with jason munn, dirk fowler, brady and lindsey from hammerpress, bryce mccloud and other folks. a little hispanic girl on the other side of the fence was toting around a chihuahua pup like it was a barbie. i borrowed fucik's bike and rode a couple blocks down to cafe mondi (or something) and got brownies for the table.
upon returning, someone mentioned that micah was still at the convention center, and that the doors to FS were unlocked, with folks going in and out. geoff, kendra and i tore over there, and, after emptying the room (again), found security to lock the place down. back to the party.
di and i soon got worned, so we took the mini and headed home and to bed. puppy, snoring.
we drifted in and out of sleep, unsure of the time, and never really getting properly into bed. late, the puppy started barking and carrying on, refusing to go to sleep. i took him out into the yard, and saw the lights in the coach house on, meaning everyone else was home. we tried to keep him quiet, but this only worked intermittently.
at 3am, geoff, yancy, grzeca and farley arrived, and geoff was in extremely fine form. hilarious, he jumped on di in bed, ran out to the coach house and jumped on the canadians, said hilarious stuff, and was beet red.
eventually, everyone settled in for a real sleep.
flatstock day 1
woke and took the dog out. geoff and di and i, as well as morty and clay (aka the canadians) loaded more boxes into the cars and drove down to the convention center. i spent the morning helping other folks bring stuff in from their cars, as my boxes had not yet arrived with mr. slater. bill arrived around 11, and i slowly started setting up, though it was after 1pm, and flatstiock was open, before i was really ready to go.
the day went relatively quickly, and sales were good, boosted by the mistakes books, which some people knew to ask for. i sold out of those in the first hours.
my booth was between diana's and jason "small stakes" munn, across from dan black, with his friend jess, and their new company, landland.
during the afternoon, yancy took the pup to the vet, where his fleas and worms were confirmed, and the lumps on the scruff of his neck were diagnosed as abscesses, which the vet drained and for which the vet prescribed a round of antibiotics. the vet also pointed out a severe overbite, highlighting the dog's poor breeding. i fucking hate people.
after six, a bunch of us headed to polvo's for dinner. i rode with darret in his tiny bmw convertible, and we parked in philip's yard. at polvo's, elijah wood walked right past us and into the bathroom. most of the old school FS folks were there. i sipped off of di's margarita, and ended up getting quite messy. i'm such a lightweight. i wasn't too happy with myself.
back to geoff's, and nick was persuaded to play a couple of his pieces. the puppy found out about cats, as junebug found out there was a puppy at the house, and came out punching.
di and i snuck off to bed while people were still hanging. puppy came with us and went right to sleep, snoring away.
the day went relatively quickly, and sales were good, boosted by the mistakes books, which some people knew to ask for. i sold out of those in the first hours.
my booth was between diana's and jason "small stakes" munn, across from dan black, with his friend jess, and their new company, landland.
during the afternoon, yancy took the pup to the vet, where his fleas and worms were confirmed, and the lumps on the scruff of his neck were diagnosed as abscesses, which the vet drained and for which the vet prescribed a round of antibiotics. the vet also pointed out a severe overbite, highlighting the dog's poor breeding. i fucking hate people.
after six, a bunch of us headed to polvo's for dinner. i rode with darret in his tiny bmw convertible, and we parked in philip's yard. at polvo's, elijah wood walked right past us and into the bathroom. most of the old school FS folks were there. i sipped off of di's margarita, and ended up getting quite messy. i'm such a lightweight. i wasn't too happy with myself.
back to geoff's, and nick was persuaded to play a couple of his pieces. the puppy found out about cats, as junebug found out there was a puppy at the house, and came out punching.
di and i snuck off to bed while people were still hanging. puppy came with us and went right to sleep, snoring away.
wednesday
woke around 7, the puppy still asleep between us. he slept the night without fussing at all, snoring pleasantly. geoff and yancy were up as well. we walked to jo's for coffee. i have been drinking chai for months, only rarely having a mocha, but i knew going into this trip that i'd be drinking my special annual drink: the large iced turbo, from jo's, a great outdoor coffee shop about four blocks downhill from geoff and yancy's place. we walked all three dogs down, and the turbo was everything i remembered it being.
geoff and i picked up philip's truck, and we spent the morning shuttling all the flatstock boxes to the convention center. everyone shipped their posters ahead of time to geoff, so we took these down and loaded them in to each individual table. aesthetic apparatus shipped a hilariously huge pile of identical boxes.
for lunch, we went to homeslice, the pizza place near geoff's house. i ended up eating three big slices, and was delighted. heard bad stories about the maker of the poster documentary which is coming out soon.
hanging at the house, we got to meet fucik and erin's new daughter, junebug (human baby, different from junebug the cat). we admired the way they weren't overly careful with her, letting her crawl (supervised) across the turd-strewn yard, and play in the dog water bowl.
we went to guero's restaurant, and saw moonlight towers play a handful of songs outdoors. i was ticking pretty hard from the turbo earlier in the day. dan and michael apparatus arrived, and grzeca pulled up as we left guero's and walked to the woodland for dinner. i had a roast beef sandwich which was a bit less good that i might have hoped.
we drove downtown to see nick butcher play his 10:30 set, but got stuck in traffic for a disappointingly long time. the parking garage was full and closed, and we eventually gave up.
bill slater called me from his hotel 30 miles north of austin, but we decided that i'd just wait for him to drive into the city in the morning, as far as picking up my boxes of posters and books from him.
geoff and i picked up philip's truck, and we spent the morning shuttling all the flatstock boxes to the convention center. everyone shipped their posters ahead of time to geoff, so we took these down and loaded them in to each individual table. aesthetic apparatus shipped a hilariously huge pile of identical boxes.
for lunch, we went to homeslice, the pizza place near geoff's house. i ended up eating three big slices, and was delighted. heard bad stories about the maker of the poster documentary which is coming out soon.
hanging at the house, we got to meet fucik and erin's new daughter, junebug (human baby, different from junebug the cat). we admired the way they weren't overly careful with her, letting her crawl (supervised) across the turd-strewn yard, and play in the dog water bowl.
we went to guero's restaurant, and saw moonlight towers play a handful of songs outdoors. i was ticking pretty hard from the turbo earlier in the day. dan and michael apparatus arrived, and grzeca pulled up as we left guero's and walked to the woodland for dinner. i had a roast beef sandwich which was a bit less good that i might have hoped.
we drove downtown to see nick butcher play his 10:30 set, but got stuck in traffic for a disappointingly long time. the parking garage was full and closed, and we eventually gave up.
bill slater called me from his hotel 30 miles north of austin, but we decided that i'd just wait for him to drive into the city in the morning, as far as picking up my boxes of posters and books from him.
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