80 posts tagged “etsy”
SELF PORTRAIT THURSDAY!
5.15.08
One year ago I took a photo of myself that made it clear to me that I, too, can gain weight. I had thought that my lying around all the time, drinking beer for breakfast (sometimes I just needed to), not getting out, etc. wouldn't have an effect on me, that I wouldn't gain weight.
Anyway, this is me today:
And here are a couple other ones I liked:
Okay, okay, enough chit chat.
I gotta get back to work.
bye.
5.1.08
Yeah, yeah, I'm late.
Even tho I took the photo yesterday, I didn't have much time to upload it and such.
Sarchar.
I'm never really proud of myself for things I do and have done.
But I've been proud of myself the past week---in regards to screenprinting, that is.
I'm finally getting the hang of it. And that makes me happy because I'm no longer afraid of it.
(Yeah, yeah, I was always afraid of it because I was afraid I'd eff something up and it'd end up costing me.)
These are the newest prints I did last night and today.
I think it's neat how I'm now able to transfer drawings and doodles and such onto clothing. I mean, I COULD before---but never as much as I wanted to. I can only do so much with appliqué. (Not that I don't love appliqué. I think it's boss.)
I always get asked to do womens clothing.
But I just don't feel comfortable doing womens clothing.
Two reasons:
1. I'm not a woman, nor do I wear womens clothing. So, I'm not familiar/comfortable with what women wear, really. (I mean, I KNOW... but I am more familiar with what guys wear. Sometimes women wear some weird things...)
2. There are already too many awesome designers that make womens clothing, especially in the DIY department. I can't really think of many cool designers out there for guys in terms of clothing. Or any...
(And I'm not saying I'm an awesome/cool designer or anything. I'm just saying.)
But maybe I just don't know anything.
I'm pretty oblivious to many things.
I sorta pick and choose what I want to know about.
But if there WERE some cool things out there for guys then I'd already know about it because I already know what's cool. (Joke.)
I'm a t-shirt and jeans kinda guy. I can't stress this enough.
I'm not fancy. I have no suit. I have no nice shoes. (And out of the shoes I do own, all of them have holes in them.)
And I only have about five t-shirts, too.
I never make anything for myself anymore. Not since C.Lit.
In other news, my trusty notebook (the one I write down all ideas and notes and memos and etc. in) has been filled up.
I wrote its lifespan (February 2008-April 20, 2008) on the front cover. Kinda like a tombstone or something.
(Forgot the date I bought it.)
I started a new one, though. This one is small (which is good) and handmade.
(Thanks, Scott!)
I gave one to Sarah J. because she needed a planner.
The one she bought got lost in the mail. =(
Bummer.
I took the weekend off sorta.
But I missed you.
The other night I had a dream that I met Kathleen Hanna (again) but this time she kept trying to give me her number. Well, she kept toying with the idea (and toying with me) of giving me her number. And it went on like that all evening.
We had gotten margaritas and Mexican food. (But I sorta wanna say that instead of a dinner table, we were just in a hot tub.)
Way tropical.
And then last night I had a dream that a couple of you IM'ed me on AIM, but I ignored you all because I was trying to fuck with something on the internet.
YOU, Ashley C., kept IM'ing me repeatedly with the question: "Hey, wanna play Photoshop?"
I don't know what that was supposed to mean.
But I was busy.
And the idea of playing Photoshop didn't sound very appealing to me.
I hate editing photos, too.
I look all scraggly and tired today:
That "Valie Export" is a shirt I made today using some fabric Ben J. gave me the other day.
I've gotten QUITE the collection of beer bottles in my little "room" at my apartment.
It's like the summer of 2006 revisited.
Here was the breakfast menu today:
I'd like to thank Jesus for not giving me a hangover headache this morning.
This horrible crick in my neck, this sudden arrival of acne, and this unflattering self-given haircut is punishment enough.
I slept at my apartment last night. I rarely do that because it's so damn boring there.
The good thing is that I'm more apt to sleep in there because no direct sun comes in.
I am a sleep-deprived person. (I don't like sleeping in---or sleeping, for that matter.) But I guess it's good that I got some extra ZZzzZz's. =)
IN OTHER NEWS, I've gotten some pretty good attention today.
First of all, this shirt made the front page of Etsy:
And usually it's not that big a deal for me. (Not to sound conceited or arrogant or anything, though. It's just that I've been on the front page a lot. OF COURSE it's nice, but it's not anything new.) But today I got a lot of convos and such from random people complimenting me and such. (It even got me a few sales. Holler.)
I'm guessing people like the sewing machine monster.
The same design has also been featured on the Craftzine blog! (LINK)
Of course that's not the photo they used. They used one where I look a bit less ridiculous.
I hope things pick up soon. I'm tired of being poor.
In OTHER news, I'm listening to Mika Miko.
And 2. it feels like a Friday.
AGH!
PRESSURE!
Earlier today I had something better to talk about with you, and I told myself to write it down.
But no, I was like, "No, man, it's really good; you won't forget it."
But I've forgotten it. =(
I'm sorry.
But as I sit here at my desk, looking around, I came up with a small list of my current favorite things:
--dried paint on my hands and under my fingernails
--crossword puzzles (duh)
--hot dogs
--motion sensor lights
--medicine cabinets (I'll probably find a way to go through yours if I use your bathroom. Nah, maybe. Sometimes.)
I've got a medicine cabinet in my living room. It's pretty much the only mirror in the apartment---except for this really small one that is in the bathroom. But it's WAY small. REALLY small.
Here is a photo list of some of the things I've made today:
I still need to fix the haircut I gave myself the other night.
I already told Lynsey V. all about it, but I can tell you, too:
So basically I went to the bathroom to shower and I decided that I needed to trim my hair. But I can never just trim my hair---especially when I'm buzzed and speedin'---so I cut a lot (to me, at least) off. I took my shower, came back to my computer, and then got up about 10 minutes later to look in the mirror. And then I freaked the fuck out.
I'd forgotten that I'd cut my hair. And it didn't look good!
I cried aloud, "OH NO! What did I do?!"
But basically I was just being a big fat baby.
I mean, I really do still have to fix my hair. But I acted like I'd accidentally shaved my head or something.
I WAS going to let Ben J. shave some lines in the side of my head. Max even offered to, as well.
One day.
But am I really that kinda guy? The kinda guy who has a unique haircut?
I dress pretty boring, not cool. Why should I get a cool haircut?
These are questions I expect never will be answered.
Anyway---and in other news---I've been thinking that I need to sort of have a reward program for my regular customers. A sort of giving-back or whatever. I have something in mind... I need to work out the kinks.
I'll let you know.
But not on my blog.
I meant, I'll let YOU know, my regular customer. I'll let you know what I'm planning.
Mkay? =)
x
P.S.
I tell people that I've been to Olympia, Washington before.
But I've only ever driven through it.
On my way to Seattle.
4.10.08
PC comment: I look kinda alternative in this photo.
I think Ben J. is rubbing off on me: I've been making to-do lists this week.
I don't usually work like this, but it's helped keep me on track and on top of my shit.
Whenever I finish a project and start to look around the room confused and lost, I just consult my list and all is well.
(Notice how I haven't crossed "blog" off the list yet? I will once I'm done writing.)
Brie is my favorite cheese that doesn't go in a hamburger.
Of course I don't have a problem with singers with unique voices.
I just don't like Joanna Newsom's voice. It's annoying.
And yeah, I know that you can retort with "Like Corin Tucker's voice isn't..."
But I don't care.
I still don't like Joanna Newsom's voice.
Nor do I like her music.
Speaking of Sleater-Kinney...
I keep (KEEP) listening to this song.
But I guess it'd give you an example of how Corin Tucker's voice can turn people off.
But Sleater-Kinney are totally hardcore.
I bet that was a fun band to be in.
Cuz they're pretty awesome.
In other news, I ran out of my special pills.
And I've got a big obese headache.
Here are some shirts I've made in the past couple days:
The rabbits aren't ever gonna go anywhere, I don't think.
The same goes with the ribcageivyLITTLEHEARTS! design.
They're just things that I'll always get a personal kick out of sewing onto clothing. They're so interesting to me for some reason.
And yeah, I know that they're just rabbits and hearts. Nothing too complicated.
But I really like simple ideas/designs.
I admire more complex designs and such.
But that's just not me.
I'm more into simplicity.
I was interviewed twice today: one was filmed---gosh, I've been all stopped up lately, so I'm probably gonna sound all nasal---and the other was for some German newspaper (the German equivalent of the NY Times, I think).
Actually it wasn't just me---my pal Chanel (aka owner of the awesome shop Junk Prints) was interviewed, too, but separately.
And then the former president (I THINK that was his position---it was either that or CEO or owner or something) of BMG music stopped by the studio space. I'm not really sure why, but I think because Matt Stinchcomb, head of Etsy's marketing team, knows him. (Matt used to be in that band the French Kicks. I never listened to them, but other people I know did.)
I didn't meet that BMG guy, though. I was knitting.
Besides, I'm sure he and Rob had certain things to discuss.
Who knows.
It's all so random.
Today's been weird.
I think it's because I've been in the studio all day long.
But this is going to be my life from now on.
If I want Cubist Literature to work---if I want to work for MYSELF and not some job I hate---then it's going to take some long hours, some sacrifices, some serious dedication, some babies, some beer (I hope!), some felt, some recycled/vintage/thriftstore clothes, some...
I'll stop.
But I've been busy all day long.
I went home for about an hour and a half so that I can eat some Chef Boyardee and do a crossword puzzle.
I fuckin' love crossword puzzles, even if I can't ever finish them.
I REALLY love doing those puzzles with a friend.
(Lillian G. (aka Lazy Susan) and I did a couple on the subways when she was here. We finished them both. Holler.)
Okay, here's a photo list of the things I made today:
And I'd already listed this cuff in the shop, but I had more of the yarn left over, so I decided to knit a couple more.
I REALLY love that yarn so much. It's handspun, but I'm not sure by whom.
I unraveled the yarn from a hat that I got---not for me to wear, but the hat was just donated/given to me because the owner didn't want it anymore. I guess.
I'm really excited about these next six months.
I hope that I have what it takes to run some sort of legit/substantial/consistent business.
I'm really nervous about the sacrifices, though, of course.
I'm not looking forward to $1/day budgets for food.
I'm getting the impression that I'll need a partner.
So, I think I'm currently looking for one. I'd prefer another guy to work with. And who's good at sewing and knitting and being awesome and original.
I'm just thinking out loud.
I'll stop RIIIIIIGHT now.
