Showing posts with label taetae. Show all posts
Showing posts with label taetae. Show all posts

February 05, 2009

Date Update

Just had a great visit by John Grider who was on vacation from being Brokencrow. After cutting millions of focused stencils his hand is on the verge of tendinitis and his doctor put him on Xacto hiatus. So what a surprise to have his Minneapolis-ness wit-nessed. Eventually we all escaped the city and made a winter pilgrimmage to Coney Island. Hit it right at sunset, hand in hand, with girlfriend (<---big up Tae Tae), friends, and adorable dogs (that's right, I'm talking bout you B00!) One of those friends was our new buddy Luna Park, who has got a shutter fire like John Wayne's got a trigger finger. John made his way back earlier this week and we're still missin him.
But soon enough John and I will be releasing a big project in the works poppin' off this summer and more than likely coming to a city near you!

(clockwise top left: Espo signage, Russian fisherman at Coney Island, Luna Park catching fresh Imminent Disaster piece, me catching Luna Park catching a fresh Imminent Disaster piece.)

January 15, 2009

2009 is Fresh to Death




nevs kisses the pope
tonopah, nvhoover dam freeway extensionAnother long stretch with no overunder love. Back from a 3800+ mile road trip from Reno to Brooklyn with pit-stops throughout the south. Taetae taught me how to read a map as we veered to the Juarez border and I showed her how to live off of gas station coffee. Visits with her sister Crow in Santa Fe, Donald Judd's Chinati Museum in the beautiful Marfa, Texas, ghost hunting in Gurdon, Arkansas with Emmy and buZ blurr, followed with a tour of Hatch Show Prints by Nieves in Nashville, Tennessee. After that it just became a blur of inescapable towns.

Now I'm back in NYC and the mood is as cold as the weather. The color of choice is black with black over black and a scarf, probably black. Everything is not on sale anymore nor are the treats homemade from a family recipe. Everything just kinda is. And that's fine. But word to the wise is don't drive through the south if you plan on coming out east. That southern hospitality will just melt your heart and the city freezes it over.

More photos from the trip here

October 19, 2008

I <3 Breakfast (still)


Yes, it's true, I love breakfast. Some would even go so far as to say that I love breakfast more than ponies. And even with all that affection the B Word is still not done. The breakfast zine was scheduled to be announced last year but after the makers (and contributers, yes you Mike G) were getting to shithoused to celebrate breakfast and moved onto trendier things like brunch, the breakfast world was devastated. But no breakfast world, you shouldn't believe it! No, you shan't! So just to set the record straight I'm goint to give operation Breaky Freedom a timeline. Rest assured knowing that there will be a surge in breakfast writing and issue 1 will hit coffee tables by New Years.