Sunday, June 27, 2010

shoes

Had to one-up my baby booties and have now been making shoes. They will be available online as soon as I send them out West.

More to come.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Happy fathers day


Please don't keep your kid on a leash.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

lazy day travels - camera phone photos

Sailing in the Bay (thanks Joey)..




Drove home without a fuss.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Flocked



Casket Arts Carriage House, 1720 Madison St NE #203, Minneapolis

Opening Party 8-11pm Friday May 14th

Monday, April 26, 2010

new book


Not referring to the stoner metal band, but rather androgynous people we all know and love.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Nat King Cat Power


DOUBLE NATURE

Saturday, April 24, 2010

claire danes

Aarg, strait to yes.
We'll breathe.
While moving empty boxes and tying ropes into knots, we'll find what we are looking for.
She's great and we've seemed to have traveled this circle, like this has happened once before and so we know just what to do.
This isn't really about Claire, just a way to say that it could be.
There's no such thing as never.

moon sliver

quilt
Collaborative Quilt
w/ Monica Canilao
@ AOT 2009

Friday, April 23, 2010

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Felting, cont'd.


Peter O'Toole

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Booties in a day



I started felting yesterday morning and this is where it lead me. The yellow was created by using my own take on the wet felting process and the grey is commercial. I think they look like ducks.

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Thursday, April 1, 2010

no joke, it's true




Haven't driven through the Pacific Northwest in years. May is going to be an excellent month.
Photographs from a 2001 trip.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I was 17 when I made this


and I still think it's funny.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Ray Johnson was secretly chartreuse


Must. Have. Fun.


California wins always.
Shake it off.
Where did my slippers go?

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

SELLOUT: FLATLINE

Studio #456 Northrup King Building 1500 Jackson Street NE, Minneapolis, MN 55413 March 5th 6:00-9:00PM
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I think that house would have been perfect

The young girl who was holding saved us. Why on earth were they wanting to kill so many civilians? Ahh right, because of the peacemakers. It makes sense. Why was I trying to save them? Because the woman was the mother of the little one I was holding. Of course. Why were they so insistent? Ahh, right again, because the chocolate factory owners needed to support themselves and hadn't seen what a mess it was out there.

Little laughing girls in red and white stripes, women in a trance and a bad ass teenager saved my life. An estate sale held in the attic of a small home with short ceilings filled with fabric and a bog. Thanks again for tromping through the muck, I trusted you from the beginning.

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wake up