Waiting for rain

Today is a day that induces a zombie-like stupor, where the only thing that makes sense is to sleep, and sleep and when you wake, you will yourself back to that place of slumber. Stunning, warm,humid air is bringing the scent of the lilac tree under K's window and filling the second floor of the Luckystone with a heavy,sweet memory of spring. The clouds are filled with possible rain. The sky and water are the same pearly grey color--when you squint, it blends with lighter grey blue landmasses bearly visable within the pearly greyness.

Chicken Chokers
on the radio this morning. Saw Chad of the Chokers yesterday. He was beaming over his pleasure with the new album and the possiblities. It was so sweet he came by just to share his happiness. I know in my bones they will be in a good place with this album. To reiterate my offer: THE FIRST TEN READERS WHO SEND ME THEIR EMAIL/AND SNAIL MAIL WILL BE THE RECIPIENTS OF THE NEW CHICKEN CHOKERS '07 CD! Enter soon and I will throw in a handful of my new promo postcards for your use and delight.

Gotta go. The paper awaits.

hot summer Saturday

Chip, chip, chipping away at the thesis and all the crazy notations etc. Just made a lemon poppyseed cake, baba ghanouj and a big pasta salad for the big kids that live here. Went down to Ithaca to buy some books for K to take to a birthday party for triplets. A hung with all of his friends, the Middle School fun fair, pizza and skateboarding. Bought a bunch of frames for the Ithaca Art Trail sale from TJ Maxx. Am looking forward to filling them with smaller images to see how they look and how they might be priced. We had a nice little lunch at the Ithaca Farmer's Market. Rob had indian food, I had the summer version of spring rolls, and K ate burritos. Garlic greens were prime to buy.There were some lettuces that looked good.

John Tamerbrella,from Glenhaven Farm Winery, our new friend who is a blueberry farmer, was at the Farmer's Market doing tastings of his wine. He has a nice light wine, semi dry and made of blueberries. It didnt even resemble a dessert wine or ice cream topping.I am looking forward to blueberry picking at Glenhaven Farm in a month or so.

IF: Birds in my Paradise

In the spirit of the summer and summer games:

"Get to your places!' shouted the Queen in a voice of thunder, and people began running about in all directions, tumbling up against each other; however, they got settled down in a minute or two, and the game began. Alice thought she had never seen such a curious croquet-ground in her life; it was all ridges and furrows; the balls were live hedgehogs, the mallets live flamingoes, and the soldiers had to double themselves up and to stand on their hands and feet, to make the arches.

The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo: she succeeded in getting its body tucked away, comfortably enough, under her arm, with its legs hanging down, but generally, just as she had got its neck nicely straightened out, and was going to give the hedgehog a blow with its head, it would twist itself round and look up in her face, with such a puzzled expression that she could not help bursting out laughing: and when she had got its head down, and was going to begin again, it was very provoking to find that the hedgehog had unrolled itself, and was in the act of crawling away: besides all this, there was generally a ridge or furrow in the way wherever she wanted to send the hedgehog to, and, as the doubled-up soldiers were always getting up and walking off to other parts of the ground, Alice soon came to the conclusion that it was a very difficult game indeed."

Alice in Wonderland
Lewis Carroll

cool new stuff I saw at the printer

Trends on the finishing floor at Cohber included:

--tiny, little (quarter scale) presskit folders in bright colors with information in them (I think the drug companies use them)

--drilled and padded pads--the catch being they are padded on the side so the paper opens as a book, and the paper lays flat.

--Cohber has a great die strike (already made) of a cruciform shape that can be folded into an interesting promotional thing, or card

--Cohber also has a die for postcard packaging (holds 22 postcards)--need to quote a simple job with that to see how dear the price is on that.

--hidden wire-o binding (wire-o with a paper that folds around the binding)

--"art" with a mat ( print on one side of that pewter/brightwhite duplex Strathmore paper--print the "art) fold over a piece and die cut the window right out of it...cute and a lot of mileage considering the simplicity of the idea.

--pads/ promotional pads are HOT

--Not a lot of big 4 c/p books. Smaller jobs. Not a lot of ink being put on the sheets.

--Print on Demand is where the profits are.

Later.

CMYK not RGB

There is nothing quite like it. Big machinery. The heavy smell of washes and thinners. The din of the big presses, clicking and humming and counting off the sheets. The magic of the color moves when the subtle shift of CMYK can take you from your starting point on the chromalin to the fulsome, buxom color that blooms while it’s wet and tacky from the press Running up the color, more, more, more with the color deepening and sharpening as you go…and then its too far. A little less, a little less…Done! And the roseate fleshtones balancing with the red in a tiger or a border collie. Which wins, which takes the fall for the bigger horizon. Cah-Click, hmmmmmmm, cah- click,cah-click. Hmmmm. The press is the heartbeat of the plant with men on both ends, feeding wasteand good paper into one end, and the master on the other, tuning and sharpening, checking for fit, spots, scratches and the panoply of evil that can overtake you. The evil is far less, but it still lurks in the guise of humidity, flawed paper, mechanical failure or error in type, content, image. Hold your breath, get ready to go.

R. always is impressed when a finished piece looks as good as the comp, but what with where computers have taken us from the man in the dark room, massaging the dots, burning and dodging and “stoning them” off the plate—it truly is a miracle what extrodinary quality we get without knowing the hair-raising opportunities that were posed in the past with every pressrun, every form and sheet running through the press. In the past, the magical man in the color room has the status of a rockstar to those of us who cared—often our taking business wherever “Manfred” or the Manfred of the day went. He just knew how to tweak the colors from the transparencies and reflective art to ink on paper that we now supplement with scans etc. and the magic man is no longer. Manfred would cut the silhouettes, match backgrounds and all that we do without thinking much today.

Today at Cohber, we were working with a new8 color Heidelberg that runs 18,000 impressions an hour and has mechanized plate changing—so the time between sheets has been running about an hour and a half from the signoff of the first to the approval of the next form. We have (its around 8:30 p.m.) since 9 a.m. seen 7 forms and will finish up the printing of this whole job (7,000 books @ 64 pp (cover included)). Then off to the bindery and first samples early next week. No paper problems, no scratches, no pulling of plates…none of the usual histrionics that often accompany this sort of fun.

On the topic of printing, but more "insider"--Eric Weber, President of Cohber and I were talking about digital printing (I saw samples first hand) and he pointed me to this site, Kodak Creative Network,a place for the SOHO (Small Office, Home Office)--sounds like me. They have cool thin, square or regular sized business cards (100 pieces for $2. as a come on), postcards (as few as 25 cards for $8) etc. Might give them a try. They have calendars (you can make as few as one..or five).

Wow. Smaller world. How is anyone making any money?

Tara's Production Blog


Tara McPherson created a step-by-step production blog of a screenprint she did with the Austin, Texas based Decoder RingDesign Concern. Check out both links. Enlightening. Like lightening! Thanks to Juxtapose for posting such an eye opener and paying attention to the import of understanding production as a way to good images...versus just the painting. You do not need to hear me rant on that. I did that last year about this time. I will need to give you another six months before I go off on production importance for illustrators. But, hush.

K and I love Tara and her work. And it seems, Tara Loves Her Work too. We just got a terrific book just on Tara and her work--showing the illustrations from rough sketch, to hard lines on trace to final paintings or screenprints. Very doable and understandable...and a real source of inspiration for K.

Tara McPherson Book

...before I forget


Cheryl Schaefer of Schaefer Yarns in Kelly's Corners (a hop and skip north of our little Tburg)is one of the people who are singular in their pursuits, world-class in their practice and product and are all round interesting and nice people. Cheryl and her husband Erich run Schaefer Yarns, an extrodinary collection of hand-dyed fiber in all sorts of shapes, hues, and colorways that are carried in the most chichi of yarn and knitting stores. For me, the color is striking, but the hand of these fibers are the thing that sets them out from the others. Just touching and working with these wonderful yarns is such a pleasant experienct, I just want to knit and knit and who cares what comes off the needles (not necessarily the best idea). Plus, the opportunity to see the collection of yarns and the places where they are washed, dyed and hung is magical as "who would have thunk" it was right here in our neighborhood. And the added extra is that Cheryl knows a ton and is happy to share ideas, patterns and bits and pieces of anything with you. When K and A were younger, they were fascinated with old keys--carrying them around, wearing them...and when Cheryl clued into this, she was offering keys to them as little gifts etc.

My favorite of all her yarns are Lola and Little Lola, a great 100% Merino Superwash which makes up into socks in a snap. Washable wool socks at that so you can really use them. Not wear them for special occasions --and then in my case, fold them in with all of the other laundry, and whooooops! Baby socks!.

There is another enterprise in Kelly's Corners only at this time of the year...The Schaefer Iris sale. If you follow the signs off of Rt.96 you will find yourself in front of a white house with the other side of the street buzzing. Rows upon rows of iris in bloom--every color and hue--surely inspiration for her fibers, that are ready to dig up and take home in plastic bags. Each plant is amazingly affordable (in the past, $5. a plant...a huge plant but who knows the price this year). But worth it...whatever it is as you can see the plant in bloom, they are mature and the iris I have are robust and blooming and needing to be split in the worst way. The Amish are the Schaefer's neighbors and often they have tables set up with baked goods and fruit (if the strawberries are in season) to fill your car with as well.

Its getting to be that time of the year for splitting and sales. Hosta and Daylilies are next.

Tomorrow, up to Ro-cha-cha for a pressrun. It will be great to get this big 64 pp. book off my desk and into the hands of happy readers. CDs for the Chokers are on the horizon too!

More later.

What is right?


Today is Memorial Day, the day we honor our veterans, injured and dead. It is a day we should reflect on the efforts and sacrifices that these individuals and their families have given in the name of peace, liberty and freedom. It is a day we should put these people first and foremost in our thoughts and prayer but, also to reflect on the state we are in as a nation.

It is a particularly poignant day for me as it has been on my mind for the past week--and the question of rightness keeps coming to the fore of my thinking. What is right? Is it right for us to be in a military engagement with no end in sight? Is it right to be involved in a dynamic that the folks we are so sworn to help and protect are thinking about when they go on vacation? Is it right for us to have a President and his team so singular in their thinking? So unshakable and callous to the other side of the story, the feelings of a large majority of the people they are sworn to represent and protect are disregarded and spurned? Is it right to have families lose their children for a cause that cannot truly be defined? Is it right to be handing over lives and money for an unfathomable pretext, which we are told is democracy...but democracy on our terms? Is it right for us to impose our tenants and beliefs on a country that may not want them, may not understand them and may not culturally be able to get there? Is it right for us to be so right...throwing back to the days of the missions in this country apostatizing people for a church that is "right"? Is it right for us to have the military be one of the logical choices to get college aid so an individual can stretch to their fullest and be the person they can possibly be? What is right?

There are no right and wrongs here...and that is why I am confounded to think about the next presidency and leadership in this country. We are devoid of selfless leaders, those people who live and breathe aspirations and expectations for the bigger picture beyond the partisan politics that exist. I am tired of democrats and republicans who bicker and fight and frankly, differ by a whisker as their motivations stem from money and power and not truly transcending the ordinary. Our country is suffering. We have lost status in the world community as stupid, righteous brutes whose very arrogance is repellent. Our people are saddened and treated as a secondary people. Our educational system is dying as money and people are not being poured into it. We cannot afford to send our children to college. We cannot afford to clean up our world. We cannot afford to live cleaner and greener. This is not right.

The war must stop. We must halt this president and his inept team from their bullheaded righteousness, knowing better than 75% of the American people as to what is right. We must have leadership who has a positive vision and can implement it...independent of the philosophy of war, might and blood. We need a legal system lead by a pure person not a liar hiding in layers of stories, half truths and shameful behavior. We need a secretary of state who will talk to anyone and everyone for the better of our country and that of the world. We need a President who listens, measures, weighs and truly understands. No more of this. War makes more war, and we have, as Americans, set the stake for decades of strife and war in the middle east regardless of whether this war or skirmish is "won". We have stirred the hornet's nest without truly knowing what we do. And we will, and our children and their children will, pay the price for this arrogance and righteousness.

We must make noise, halt the money and pull back to see really what the situation is and move forward. This cycle of being right is wrong.

rain, finally


The mist is rising off the lake after a nice, long downpour that was promised, and we were fearful would not be delivered upon. Had a trip up to SUNY Brockport to cast our eyes on the campus to see what it looked like and how it would work for K and the NYSSSA program she has been accepted into. It seems very nice within the context of the SUNY campuses...and a big building for the arts right on the canal. Bicycle might be in order. We also, enroute, visited the Apple store in Rochester and fooled around with all the cool offerings. I foresee a nice big monitor coming my way as it is so nice and sharp and bright that these old eyes might benefit from the out of focus LaCie monitor I have been operating with for the past 4 years...and was purchased because it was cheap etc. Time to move a little on up. Route 20 was beautiful with amish farms and farmers, the produce markets and wonderful old trees that point towards the cobblestone farms and farm surrounds. The cobble buildings are exclusive to that area as the stones were salvaged from the diggging of the canal system that went "....from All-ban-ee to-o Buff-al-ooooooo" with the Erie being the big one and all the feeder canals going as far south as the Chemung Canal going into Elmira through the small towns like Montour Falls where the architecture and buildings pointed to the commerce these canals produced. Even here in Sheldrake, there were canals off Cayuga Lake taking boats and provisions off to storehouses off the lake. What an amazing time that must have been.

We had lunch at Connie's in Waterloo, self-described as the place Memorial Day was invented. There were lots of old cars parked down the street with lots of promise for a bang-up Memorial Day parade--but we fortunately, missed it.

Tomorrow, K plays in the Memorial Day parade and my hope is a little more weed pulling and some relaxing...maybe. I have been doing a lot of thinking about illustration and how to structure it against my design work or with it...with some interesting results. As soon as it is cooked, I'll give you a peek.

tooling around

Trip to the Ithaca Farmers Market was a nice way intro to summer. Tons of plants for sale, lilac bushes, basil and herbs and all sorts of perennials and annuals. Big tubs of hosta and tiny containers of exotic mints. Art galore. Samosas and our new fave, the woodfired pizza and foccacia. Lovely baked goods. Macro Mama with the beaming Amy Glicklich serving up trays of peanut lime noodles to those waiting in line for that wonderfulness. Silk Oak was there with a new line of cute stuff for the summer including an inspired "Ithaca" graphic of a cabbage and ear of corn.They have a nice and inspiring crow on shirts etc. Makes a certain illustrator you all know think about doing a 3 color crow for shirts or whatever to be screenprinted. Or something else along that line. Gimme! is there. And the big news is that the Ithaca Trail now has a trailhead with benches and brick etc all polished and finished to integrate the Farmer's Market in with all the other fun that comprises the trail.

Then, off of Greenstar to see if we could get the missing ingredients for the promised whoopie pies as a form of treasure hunt and a way to avoid Wegmans during a busy Cornell graduation weekend. And yes, we did find Marshmallow Fluff*!(albeit made from a rice based sugar) along with other delicious things such as fiddlehead ferns (for dinner tonight) and leeks, and cocoa powder and nice salad dressing. Another off the beaten track shopping spree. As R. says, definitely all line of sight...and tons of local groceries which we all must support. Less carbon and feeing funds back into the local community. Its all good.

Whoopie pies in the oven. Enormous gauging by the recipe. Lilacs and wisteria out. Did some remedial weed pulling and small tree cutting this morning to make room for the plants I actually want..not the ones that have decided to take over. The hosta are gorgous...and there were some splits and replants too.

Gotta go.

*Director's note: The rice fluff isnt the same. Runnier and beige (imagine!)--so the icing was runny...but nothing that a half a block of cream cheese didn't remedy. Not all fluff is the same...no matter how vegan it is. However, the fiddleheads sauteed in olive oil and garlic transports one to the gates of paradise. A taste of spring like asparagus and strawberries.

The Honorable Director of Art, Dibbles and Terrabits


I am a horrified and a little bit awed that I have, over the course of a year, maxed out a 500GB LaCie ancillary hard drive. Maxed! I have been wildly smooshing files, getting rid of dupes, and compressing the finished work to still be operating on digital fumes. So, in the spirit of progress (I guess, I am trying to not shrink) I have ordered TWO single terrabit hard drives to do as one of my digital mentors does. Operate out of one, use the other to back it up, and then take the other and put it in a safety deposit box...and swap out weekly. A bit of discipline, but after the partridge in the pear tree of storage...from syquests > diskettes > zip drives > jazz drives > tape backup > to the hard drive solution (which has been supplemental throughout this whole process) I am sorely tired of the changing solutions and none o them really working. I have stacks of DVDs I have burned to back up with in addition to backing up to the LaCie...with Apples Backup software...and to be honest, if I had to restore my work...it would be close to impossible. We need a better solution...and to be honest, I would pay anything for something that was simple, direct and failsafe. I want the corporate IT department where its pretty much "fiddle dee dee--I trust corporate IT" versus the byte monkey I sometimes have to be. I wish I could back up to the web using the celebrated Carbonitebut they do not dig the MacNation. Poop. We will see. But for now, I pin my new acolade on my beribboned front for honorary events (like the Memorial Day parade?) here in Rongovia...proclaiming my place in Terrabitdom.

Update on Picture Salon

Love. Total love. Got the big sample print back. Perfect! Packaged well and respectfully. Spoke to one of the owners on the phone--very smart, knowledgable about giclees and the world they live in. She gave me a very succinct analysis on how giclees and electronic files are made into editions to my delight (I think I told you about that)--but the product is perfect. Uploaded 7 more images for the thesis Body of Work today and should see them in a week or so. Give em a holler. They are great.

Now, everyone cross their fingers. This is BIG wine weekend. We want to send the positive mojo to our pals at Juicebox Wine company and their wonderful (and wonderfully packaged!!) wines. Lets hope that everyone is swept off their feet with the offerings and their thoughts float to frosty glasses of nonwoody chardonnay and a crisp, sauvignon blanc, or a light and tasty white bordeaux. We need to really start our year with the launch of summer.

Skol and cin cin!

Gotta go.

bright day


You know that summer is coming with the bags of Cornell chicken in the fridge...and all the music concerts on the horizon, applications in the mail for this camp or that session. Tonight, big 2300˚/LPGA gig at the Corning Museum of Glass. Worth the trip...that's the tip. Beat the Donkey is the lead band with a bunch of local bands too. Local food and wine tasting. Hot Glass, high energy and fun is promised (and will be available). Still working on the dachshund and need to finalize soon for the animal client. Should be cute with a bow around it's midsection. Struggling a little with the highlights...but it coming along. I just seem to be cutting away, cutting away and breaking up the big shapes. I like the way the feet and nails have been resolved...and his eyes are sweet. After sleeping a while on the other Christmas card...I think I am on to a few ideas.

Last night was the undergraduate awards for the HS. It was nice as it wasnt the parade of geniuses. They also recognized the person who drove and organized the Year Book, the person who worked like a devil in math despite her bad grades, etc. It was encouraging as the spectrum was recognized and praised. It was hot and the sports boosters were selling fans with school graphics on them for fanning oneself. Last year's music concert featured 3 kids under the hot lights fainting and falling off the stage. Yay for the fans. One could say I am a fan about fans.

Client meeting in another 20 minutes. Coffee is brewing. Lawn is cut. Poor E. is not feeling well...and going to take some time to rest. Will knock a few down today.

More later, I know it.

Nice mention

FreeRange was received well at the Nantucket Wine Festival>>
From Wine Festival draws those seeking adventure from the Cape Cod Times:

Besides the superb pinot noirs, other wines showcased were all generally terrific. This is "the golden age of wine", claim winemakers. The overall quality of wine in the market these days is exceptional and there were certainly no clunkers at the festival, although few good bargain wines. At the grand tasting, which featured 150 wineries, most wines retailed for $18 to $20, with some in the $35 to $50 range.

Ironically, there was one surprise. It was an unlikely selection at a wine festival of this caliber where wines hail from century-old rootstocks and some of the world's greatest wine producing regions.

It was wine in a box.

Yes, six refreshing types, including chardonnay, merlot and sauvignon blanc blended by a French oenologist. The wines, called FREERANGE, are cleverly presented in different crayon-colored boxes. It's not wine to applaud but neither to sneer at. In fact, their Red Bordeaux made the top 100 list of affordable Bordeaux wines, a list compiled by the Bordeaux Wine Bureau.

Yay! It is getting some steam!

Getting it together


Gotta start thinking about the weekend. It is, after all, Memorial Day, the kick off to summer time and--as usual, I am clueless about all of this. Some year, I will have this whole thing figured out, pencilled in, planned to the enth degree, and life will be beautiful. My guess is that I will have that nailed just as the people I need to plan for graduate from college. Do you think I could rent my skills to the parent of say, a first grader so they could benefit from me getting my sh*t in gear? So. The chatter at the baseball field was what to eat for Memorial Day. Our new friend Toni was extolling the deliciousness of Whoopie Pies>>which was causing my giant son to salivate and begin to beg. I know we are in trouble when they begin to beg--so I guess a double order of whoopie pies will be on the agenda for this weekend along with finishing the thesis so I can get on with my life in the world of illustration. Cornell chicken? Dreams of fresh green beans, tomatoes and summer squash? Basil by the bagful! Fresh iced tea in the sunlight with the fan blowing.

On the drawing board today, specimen bags for Quest Diagnostics. Team design, team decisionmaking--the challenge is>> can it look good? We will see. The animal book is finally at press, and we should be printing mid next week! We will see chromlins tomorrow with bluelines....and away we go. Designed a cutesy envelope for them that should garner some funds just in the sheer cuteness of it.

I have the Christmas card projects back that I need to focus on. It is all too much. Maybe old man Matisse will need to design some cards? What do you think? We could keep it secular with a Miami Beach palette? I need to get really caffeinated to get going on this as it is such a wringer to get a design through the process as the criteria about what means holiday shifts as the designs are circulated throughout the company. As much as I gripe about it,this is a big challenge and they always need to pick a card. It is just the process--which I wish was more intuitive--is sometimes circuitous.

I was thinking about how to describe my current pictures (outside the line work) and they really have evolved to being portraits...flower portraits, bird portraits, dog portraits, ladies in burkas portraits. They are quiet and focused. They are pared down. They are studies? or are they? More to ponder.

The photo is the last of the very fragrant daffodil mix and the first of the lilacs.

The bad tenants

Called the Picture Salon folks earlier today to very, very positive results. I spoke to Barbara, the lead manager there at length about billing, process, shipping and the way they do business. Was intrigued to find out they do work (the giclees that are stretched versions of works they have in their collections) for the Art Institute of Chicago for their store and catalog sales. We had a good talk about working with museums, the opportunities and demands of filling catalog orders etc. Then, thinking on my feet, I asked Barbara if she knew anything about giclees and the whole edition thing which she waxed quiet expertly on how a variety of folks identify giclees in the digital world from the omni-present and omni-rich Thomas Kincaide to "just folks" (with integrity--my bias, not hers). Fascinating. Would like to find out more before I blab on about it with you all.

I have a feeling with the care and schmartz our friends at Picture Salon have about the work, I may be uploading my thesis with them (and they will keep the files should I need reprints!!). It all seems a little too easy. I am looking for the catch. We will see. Lets reconfirm: easy and smart (check), can do my sizes with ease and at a fab price(check), like illustrators and photographers= used to high picky factor (check), will store my files for later(check)-- Now all we have to see is the actual print and we are rollin'.

Daffodils still coming on. Allium on the verge of popping. Lilacs still tight. Atnd the blowout we call hosta are jynormous right now even in their nascent spring state. I could split many of them 3 times over and have gigantic plants. So, perhaps a little switching around of the nursery might happen this weekend before the walnut trees bud--and the dynamic of the "no deer" beds change. Starlilngs and squirrels attacking the bird feeders. Fighting and quarreling groundhogs woke me up last night having a couples spat. They live under the front porch and from time to time reminded me who is the real tenent (I am). They have chased me down the walk with their frighteningly big nails and their skittering ways. Ugly sound to wake to. Even uglier as it switched that funny little switch that caused me to want to solve the worlds problems all by my lonesome. Its a tiresome place..to be. Damned chattering rodents! I think another dose of polluted cat litter down their stinkin' holes might remind them who is paying the bills! They are not good tenants.

The picture above are of the groundhogs that fight in front of our house. No...not really, they are courtesy of Minckler at Flickr. My art director mentioned that I should do a picture of the quibbling groundhogs, and in search of some reference, I found this perfect image. They are from a castle in Japan where the japanese have trained and dressed these beasts for the entertainment of their guests. Minckler poses the question about what the two of them are talking about. My guess, she is reminding him that he is wrong...just like they were last night.

News from the Academy of Fine Arts


The Rongovian Academy of Fine Arts is delighted to be part of the Delightful Blogs directory under the Art designation. Delightful Blogs is a fun, edited site filled with all sorts of fun blogs that one might never bang into--but would love it if you did. I saw some cool retail links yesterday and a nice blog put out by a husband and wife team, The Wiebners--and their travels and photos for weddings, families etc. Their work is clean and happy...maybe a little too happy for this art director, but the folks that hire them must be absolutely delighted with the work they get. If K was getting married, I would def. call them. The Academy values all work. The shopping sites look like a fun time during some down time.

Working away on work. Updates to come on FreeRange and their "world tour">>
More later>>

Armin Hofmann




I have been cruising some vintage poster sites to find the right example of a point I want to make and buzzed through these wonderful Armin Hofmann posters. Don't you love the type (I think it is hand lettering)-- and the bold images? I do. Very period. very swiss. But, love it.

And before I forget it...I havent extolled my favorite of all favorite digital art suppply folks...Digital Art Supply>>. These guys are great. They have a wide range of papers (I like their "brand" of Epson Enhanced Matte called DAS matte paper). They have great prices on the big Epson (220 ml) cartridges...so good that even though it smarts when you do it...it is still possible to keep a set in the closet while you are working off a set). They offer courses, technical help beyond the terrific product they are offer. I am testing a little roll (5") of a cranes paper which cost around $13. for a little test balloon.
Love these guys. Give em a holler.

Meet our new Minister!


We now have a Minister of Thread! Hilary Gifford, the celebrated fiber artist and all round big thinker has been appointed to represent the Royal Court of Rongovia as it's Minister of Free Flowing Thread! Our new minister has established her offices in the newly formed "Upstairs Artists" Space on Main Street across from the Rongovian Embassy so she will have access to the Ambassador and all the Rongovian notables as they visit our small hamlet. Minister Gifford makes wonderful things. See her work here>> Hilary and her partner, Ben, have rennovated the upstairs space above Holton Pharmacy to be studios and a gallery with a wide diversity of work and media. There is even a person creating natural cosmetics etc. They offer some great courses and will be a significant addition to our little plateau. Downstairs is being renovated into two nice shops--one being a used bookstore and the other an optometrist. More to stay home for!