SLOOOOOOOW. Day.

Grrrr. It's so pretty outside! So pretty. And all I wanna do is go play in it. But there's work to do. This is my offering to the time gods, I'll make you as many pictures as you want, just help this day along....or at least the 9 to 5 part. 

The Girlie Show!!!!

So, less than one month to go til the crazy awesome Xx Chromosome show!!!  I'll be curating and exhibiting with a bunch of flippin' fab local artists...chick artists. Like some of my favorite chick artists ever. The show highlights the process and value of the influences and inspirations that make up each of these women and their choice in medium. In addition, several practices are being showcased: photography, illustration, painting, printmaking, textile and sculpture. Also, super awesome, Softee , all-girl local band, will be playing! Still more! Annie Cherry will be making an appearance to show off her burlesque skills. So, we got incredible art, rockin' fun band, booze, and burlesque. I think they call that a freakin' good time. Artists exhibiting include Maura Cluthe, Ellie Kort, Rachel Kort, Ali Moline, Tiffany Matson, Catherine Armbrust, Emily Louise Lodigensky, and Faye Woods. Yep, and yours truly. 

House Broken

Today on my way to work I heard on the radio the story of the xaneied up monkey that attacked a chick's face. After a minute or two of deliberation on the topic this afternoon, Kim and I decided that no friend is obligated to help look for lost or misplaced wild animals. Puppies, kitties, hampsters...sure. Monkeys, hyenas, saber-tooth tigers, not so much. We are guilted in to a myriad of ickies regularly...moving help, Pampered Chef parties, rides to the airport. But if these friends abduct animals from the wild and then lose them, you my friend, are off the obligatory hook. "ahh, man, I gots some crazy laundry to do tonight. Good luck finding your rabid pet raccoon though. I'm out." ....and you save face, literally. You're welcome. Love Kim and Tuesday.

Daydreamin'. Man.

So, ahhhhh, first line ever. All my illustrations put together in a cute little collection. It's finished and now in production...and in just a few months shippin' to stores. It reminds me that I'm a pretty lucky girl. I get to doodle and create cute little icons...then they turn them into papers and stickers and all kinds of fun stuff. 7 year old Tuesday would be so happy to see that she gets to keep her 7 year old creativity in the future. All that drawing on the walls of my closet as a kid, didn't go to waste. Anyway, here are just a few samples of the papers to appear in the line. 

To The Moon, Tuesday! To The Moon!

Yesterday I took a little trip to visit my friend The Doctor.  While talking to my homeboy I shared with him that I was crazy over winter. I like to get dramatic and flop around, whining that it's ruining my life. In actuality my energy level is just a bit lower than usual and instead of doing 20 projects, I can only swing about 10 through these final months of arctic hell ( I dabble in oxymorons a bit more than usual too). So, he says to me, straight-faced, "might I suggest Light Therapy?" I waited for him to laugh and write me a script but he continued to stare. "Excuse me? Come again?" I said. He explains that Light Therapy is a common solution to winter lethargy. You wear a light hat for 30 minutes a day. He also explains that astronauts have experienced great success with it. Strangely my doc refers to astronauts and space metaphors commonly. I wish he'd just come out with it already and tell me he thinks I'm cuckoo, from another planet or somethin'. Anyway, this is an illustration from my last line. One day perhaps, a cute rocket like these will return me to my home planet. Until then, you're stuck with me.

Doddley Doo

So, the other day I got to thinking and I was like "wow, this is pretty cool, being a grown adult who gets to doodle in my sketchbook all day"....while laying around eating hot tamales and watching movies.  Then later getting to take those doodles, create new product lines with them, and see them come to life on the shelves of stores. Sometimes I get a little whiney about work, but for real? I get to act like a 7 year old, getting all imaginative, every day. Not too shabby. This is my next children's line coming out. See, I love rhinos so much I even work them in to my day job.  

Chop! Chop!

Okay, so every year, around this time, I begin to get bored. probably from being cooped up all winter or somethin' like that.  Two dangers to being me: 1. I think I have skills cutting my own hair ( although I believe this is just a delusion ) and 2. When I get restless, my hair suffers. So, I drew this little picture to remind me, NO WINTER HAIRCUTS! I hope it works.