alpha bet...

Thinking of...

Oysters and Lucinda Williams. And Oxford American and Biscuits. And the word "ilk".

Repitition

You know how when you're running a small two-man letterpress company with both printers/designers living on opposite ends of the east coast, and you have a blog that you try to regularly post to, with things that you find quasi-pertinent, and then you start slacking, and then you feel pressure for a good post, and then one partner asks the other partner to come up with one word that the other partner will then have to make a blog post about, and the 1st partner comes up with the word seaweed, and then you find a seaweed pattern and an animal known as a "dugong" to post about.

Yeah, I know, it happens to me all the time. Click on the pattern image to inspect it a little closer. Good job, Henri Gillet. (Images courtesy of NYPL Digital Image gallery.)

Playlists to churn butter by

Spending a considerable number of my waking hours behind a bakery counter, leads you to ponder things you might not unless you were spending a considerable number of your waking hours behind a bakery counter..... like, "if I were to one day own a bakery.... what music would be on the bakery's playlist?" I guess if I was a smart proprietor I would take my average customer's musical proclivities to determine said imagined bakery soundtrack, but let's assume i'm not. I think the first five songs added to the playlist would have to be: 1) Kate Bush- Hounds of Love 2) Bruce Springsteen- Thunder Road 3) Brenton Wood- Oogum Boogum 4) Aretha Franklin- Do Right Woman, Do Right Man 5) Gram Parsons- We'll Sweep our the Ashes in the Morning. Oh, how music can make you feel good.

Until that happens, I have my own little bakery at home. Last weekend's project: making butter (and therefore it's by-product, buttermilk). Take a look at the pictures above. Butter.

Contain yourself

this way to glee

Un caillou de Bretagne on Disfarmer.

A sample of my family's humor. Just beyond the frame of this photograph is a window.

best in the biz...

I wish my business card was this good.

shocking blue...

It doesn't get any better that this.

Courtesy of our good friend, Steven Thompson.

Breakfast with Poppy

Saying my dad has a camera for a third appendage would be an understatement. Merci pour les images, Pop!

rae–gun...

Workin' on it...

J-Dilla's amazing album, Donuts, has always been on heavy rotation in the shop. One of the samples he uses became our little motto (and the title of this post). What we've printed lately.

Inky Merny + Ponny Imogene

front and back of vintage photograph

McDavid gave this photograph to me about 2-3 years ago. I had stuffed it into one of my moleskine's while I was in art school because I liked having it around all the time. Something about the names of the women in the picture "Inky Merny" and "Ponny Imogene" just seemed so otherwordly. How fantastic that these names could exist and I could be gifted the knowledge of them. Other text on this photograph (in case you don't want to break out the reading glasses, mom): "Phyl, Peg, Milly?, Gus? Inky's Guy, and see if you can clear up the mystery". So much is right about this.

I found it stuffed into my Rosetta Stone box, a few evenings ago, when I was determined to bone up on "mes competences en francais" (although that's probably incorrect). Enjoy thinking about the summer of '42, while I attempt speaking French to a computer screen in the winter of '10.

Granola Sundays.

++ Granola recipe care of from Early Bird Kitchen ++

++ Favorite Apron care of Labour and Wait. ++

Hold the line...

The most powerful form of protest I've seen in awhile. If you can't find a copy at your local bookseller, you can see a few of the images on the Steidl site.

And if that gets you in the mood, I suggest you pick up a copy of The Coming Insurrection by The Invisible Committee.

A Box in a Box.

Chicken and Cat

So, surprise, surprise. Things are busy. Really busy. Like brief emotional breakdown eminent busy. Regardless, everything will get done because it has to. The top two pictures are of a chicken paper cut I recently finished for a group exhibition that opens next week at Zygote in Cleveland. The top picture shows the "headpiece" for the chicken, sans eyeball. The second one is the chicken before the headpiece addition. Light and white paper can do some pretty amazing things.

Also- new development in my life. I got a Christmas kitty. Meet Yonah. The new love of my life and my very first pet after entering adulthood. As you may or may not remember I posted something about a cat named chicken a few months ago. I thought i'd just push the cat/chicken thing into "blog motif" mode, as these two animals seem to be a pattern in my life. Yonah likes to ride on my shoulders just like Chicken did... I had my fingers crossed i'd get a cat that liked to do that. I'm pretty sure I can train her to spell out words with her cat food and take her on the road. Letterpress + Carnie Tag Team?

Technology is Fun?

My genius brother posted this to Rhizome a few days ago. Love this.