Hey there, Blog. You look good. I'm okay. Yeah, I know. It's been a while. I never meant to just up and leave you like that. I just needed to work some things out on my own. I know. That was selfish and I'm an asshole. Look, don't bring that up. Let's just focus on some good stuff that's been happening. Well, like, I was at the
Anaheim Art Crawl. That was fun:
I went to
Zinefest too. Rolled deep with
Donna Letterese,
Sheika Lugtu, and
Evan Spears with
Lili Berni. That was a great indie publishing event. If you're an independent publisher of any kind, you owe it to yourself to at least read about this thing. Really fun and innovative. The Zinefest crew is doing it right:
It was THIS PACKED all day. Clearly, there is a demand in LA for independent literature.
Yes, there was even a LIBRARY with tagged zines. Each tag directed you to that publisher's table at the event should you find you REALLY like the zine you're reading. I'd like to see a comic convention adopt this practice. Here are some cool people:
Holy shit! Dark Mouse-esque tattoo!
All day at Zinefest people were asking about
Henry Rollins. I am not so well-read on this man but I did see Heat and that was badass. Then while wandering about the
Last Bookstore's Zinefest Afterparty, I turned around at some point and Henry Rollins was standing there. He was kind enough to take a photo:
Special thanks to Sheika for snapping the pic.
This Dark Mouse image is going to be an 11"x17" color print available soon because apparently, zinesters and zine-readers love cats. I'm also working on a "thing" print.
My friend Cosme has his 2012 solo show up now at
Division 9 Gallery in Riverside, CA. If you're in town, stop by his spot. His work is always worth it.
Check out this portrait of his father picking food and the "iPick" skeleton decal Cosme came up with.
Went to meet up with a friend in LA on Friday. I also went to
La Luz De Jesus' March 2nd gallery opening,
Laluzapalooza. My first time at the establishment. Truly a sight and was lucky enough to get a chance to chat briefly with
David Mack who's a huge influence on me.
Not gonna lie; was pretty nervous. Luckily, he's down to earth and easy to talk to. He donated a tweet to the
3rd issue of 140 a while back (which I was equally stoked about) and I gave him a copy of the book at La Luz. He even introduced me to
Mia Matsumiya and Satine Phoenix. THEN they offered to take a photo before I ducked out. A more welcoming creative bunch is hard to come by. I certainly hope to see them again.
Well, Blog. It looks like this is the end of tonight's installment. Don't cry. Look, I'll be back soon. Promise. I've got a few events coming up so don't fret, girl. Also, I'm finally getting off my ass about getting
140 to a publisher. Cross your fingers, baby.
Here goes nothing.
Genuine:
If these drawings haven't convinced you to take me seriously as an artist, then hold onto your seats: I'm competing in the Los Angeles Thank You For Creating exhibition where a select few works will be sent to an additional exhibition in London. If you would like to send my painting to London and boost my ego (as if it needed it), please use THIS LINK and click on the "like" button below my painting at the T4C Facebook page. Here's that link again:
It was THIS PACKED all day. Clearly, there is a demand in LA for independent literature.
Yes, there was even a LIBRARY with tagged zines. Each tag directed you to that publisher's table at the event should you find you REALLY like the zine you're reading. I'd like to see a comic convention adopt this practice. Here are some cool people:
Holy shit! Dark Mouse-esque tattoo!
All day at Zinefest people were asking about Henry Rollins. I am not so well-read on this man but I did see Heat and that was badass. Then while wandering about the Last Bookstore's Zinefest Afterparty, I turned around at some point and Henry Rollins was standing there. He was kind enough to take a photo:
Special thanks to Sheika for snapping the pic.
Check out this portrait of his father picking food and the "iPick" skeleton decal Cosme came up with.
