Saturday! December 10th! Crafty Goodness in Wallingford!
folks, there’s nothing festive-ier than craft fairs. come visit me and 44 other artists!
bumber by number at bumbershoot this weekend.
bumbershoot, seattle’s all-consuming music-visual art-comedy-film-performance festival, used to cost $12 to get in back in the olden days. now it’s a bank account massacre over there – $45 makes my wallet cry. but i’m going, gawddammit, because there’s some insanely fantastic art in there and its worth the ramen dinners to see it.
flatstock in all its doe-eyed, heart-rate-increasing, butterflies-in-the-stomach beauty is my favorite thing to ever happen. ever. every time. last year my arm brushed against jay ryan (s w 0 0 n). i actually built up the courage to say hi to daniel danger. i nearly dolphin-squealed when i saw all of dan mccarthy‘s prints there IN PERSON. ohmigoodness. awesome.
but i’m almost equally thrilled about bumber by number, where artists take paint-by-number canvases and make them awesome.
here’s lisa petrucci‘s cute lil number…
and here’s the ever-impressive mary iverson….
the before-and-after vivisection from janet galore…
and my mostest favorite – ponies with opinions about finance from aaron huffington. thanks, slog.
seattle is dive-y.
new wheat paste i stumbled upon on ballard avenue. she’s life-sized!
now all you folks in other cities may think this is a trifle. ooh, a wheat paste! big deal, you say! but let me tell you that graffiti – beautiful or otherwise – is sadly lacking in seattle. i’m going to attribute it almost completely to the fact that wet walls don’t like paint or wheat paste. i don’t like to think that my neighbors are just uninspired.
seattle artists, please. do your part. slap up a wheat paste for us all to enjoy. shake the dust off those rattlecans. it’s spring, dammit. we need something pretty to look at.
.minimum wage art. 