This is one of my favorite designer markets to sell at. I see great products and displays every time, this will be my third. one day only:
Sunday May 04, noon to six pm. Cafe Grumpy, on the G train.
heartsandcraftsaffair
Friday, April 25, 2008
These weeks' pleasures
things to talk about -
Zine. I have to toot my own horn, I'm pleased with the zine. It looks great. two things I would have done better would be to photoshop up the green in the grass of the cover photo, it looks like dried summer grass instead of late spring in Scotland where the shit is pretty green. additionally, I would have formatted all the text in word better and spell / grammar checked it there instead of in InDesign. I've been mailing it out all week, stuffing manila envelopes and shlepping to the the PO. I realize that I cannot possibly make a profit on this and at best will cover some of my costs, once you factor in the ones you give away for free, send out for review, sell in stores that take 40% (fair, not complaining) and mail paying for postage etc...it's funny to me now that AI consider it, spending 1.50 to mail $6 worth of zine that if both sold would give me 3.60. oh well. it's still cool.
EMusic. In an effort to get more new music, I took the emusic offer of 'rejoin us now for 75 free downloads' and got busy. I had to download some shit that i didn't' want just because they don't carry quite a bit of what I would have liked. The Talking Heads, Radiohead, The Breeders, Death Cab for Cutie (only worth a free download, you dont' see me running to iTunes to buy it, let's be clear). What they had that I enjoyed getting: Black Before Red, another Versus album, another My Teenage Stride, Beach House (free download), another Pedro the Lion, another Dirty Projectors, Cocteau Twins, the Magnetic Fields but not the new album I wanted, they didn't offer that. What I got that sucked: All Natural Lemon and Lime Flavors. I tried this out for the sake of sentimentality - I played in a band called the Lemon Lime Lights in Oakland. Also purchased the Crystal Stilts, still undecided on them.
what's absent: camera. I haven't taken photos in forever. hmm, this weekend then when I go to Amanda's party/show, this other party, Moses&Georgia's BBQ, Graham's rooftop party. Popular for a weekend.
Ballet: My friend Mona is in the Rebecca Kelly Ballet. I saw her performance on thursday night. Holy shit was it good! I never knew ballet could be so deep, communicative, real. And Mona was fucking awesome! tomorrow is last performance of the run, but I guess just take note. rebeccakellyballet
Jon: Things are good. Working on the extra employment thing. Spending a lot of time together, very comfortable and happy with it. He got a bike. He's so fucking cute in his yellow Extra Small t-shirt and jeans on his bike.
Bluestockings: I am volunteering there now. today I organized the zine library. i get to make myself a free latte every shift. it's cool.
That's it I guess. Um, I'm not prone to info plugs that tell you what to do, but this is almost me reminding myself via stream of consciousness that I meant to contact Mercy Corps to send in an extra donation. I'm having fun in NYC but the world sucks out there right now. Donating to charity is pathetic and embarrassing in the big picture, but we have to do it anyhow. these guys are head quartered in Portland so you know they are on the up and up. mercycorps
Zine. I have to toot my own horn, I'm pleased with the zine. It looks great. two things I would have done better would be to photoshop up the green in the grass of the cover photo, it looks like dried summer grass instead of late spring in Scotland where the shit is pretty green. additionally, I would have formatted all the text in word better and spell / grammar checked it there instead of in InDesign. I've been mailing it out all week, stuffing manila envelopes and shlepping to the the PO. I realize that I cannot possibly make a profit on this and at best will cover some of my costs, once you factor in the ones you give away for free, send out for review, sell in stores that take 40% (fair, not complaining) and mail paying for postage etc...it's funny to me now that AI consider it, spending 1.50 to mail $6 worth of zine that if both sold would give me 3.60. oh well. it's still cool.
EMusic. In an effort to get more new music, I took the emusic offer of 'rejoin us now for 75 free downloads' and got busy. I had to download some shit that i didn't' want just because they don't carry quite a bit of what I would have liked. The Talking Heads, Radiohead, The Breeders, Death Cab for Cutie (only worth a free download, you dont' see me running to iTunes to buy it, let's be clear). What they had that I enjoyed getting: Black Before Red, another Versus album, another My Teenage Stride, Beach House (free download), another Pedro the Lion, another Dirty Projectors, Cocteau Twins, the Magnetic Fields but not the new album I wanted, they didn't offer that. What I got that sucked: All Natural Lemon and Lime Flavors. I tried this out for the sake of sentimentality - I played in a band called the Lemon Lime Lights in Oakland. Also purchased the Crystal Stilts, still undecided on them.
what's absent: camera. I haven't taken photos in forever. hmm, this weekend then when I go to Amanda's party/show, this other party, Moses&Georgia's BBQ, Graham's rooftop party. Popular for a weekend.
Ballet: My friend Mona is in the Rebecca Kelly Ballet. I saw her performance on thursday night. Holy shit was it good! I never knew ballet could be so deep, communicative, real. And Mona was fucking awesome! tomorrow is last performance of the run, but I guess just take note. rebeccakellyballet
Jon: Things are good. Working on the extra employment thing. Spending a lot of time together, very comfortable and happy with it. He got a bike. He's so fucking cute in his yellow Extra Small t-shirt and jeans on his bike.
Bluestockings: I am volunteering there now. today I organized the zine library. i get to make myself a free latte every shift. it's cool.
That's it I guess. Um, I'm not prone to info plugs that tell you what to do, but this is almost me reminding myself via stream of consciousness that I meant to contact Mercy Corps to send in an extra donation. I'm having fun in NYC but the world sucks out there right now. Donating to charity is pathetic and embarrassing in the big picture, but we have to do it anyhow. these guys are head quartered in Portland so you know they are on the up and up. mercycorps
Sunday, April 20, 2008
OW!
Last night I fell 6 feet out of my loft bed in the pitch black darkness
of 4:30am. A few times this week I felt too casual about searching for
the ladder with my feet or padding down it too quickly, slipping, and I
wondered when it would happen. It was just like those Bugs Bunny
cartoons with the road runner and coyote where the anvil is suspended in
the air for a heavy second and you realize its going to fall. I reached
with my feet but it was too late and I gulped a weak 'oh no', fell and
landed on my back. I was more shocked than hurt but once the shock
wore off I found a few places the hurt had been waiting behind the door like
a surprise birthday party. "Surprise!"
No, it wasn't that bad really. All those months of yoga had me prepped
for slow thoughtful breathing and to drink plenty of water. It was nice
that Jon was there and awake and after taking some Tylenol and getting
an ice pack I climbed the ladder and went back to bed. I've had the
black fantasies before about what would happen if I were seriously hurt
and Jon were asleep out of reach of throwing something at him. Luckily
this was not the case.
I suppose had I fallen the wrong way I could have cracked my head on the
low wooden box with sharp corners that was inches from where I landed.
Or I could have fallen just so in that impossibly freaky way that could
have paralyzed me allowing people to say for the rest of my life how
fucked up that was, that freaky occurrence.
After a good sleep and a cinnamon flax oil bath I'm on my way to yoga
now. I'm only a little sore, glad to have something to finally write
about, and lucky to be alive. In that order :)
of 4:30am. A few times this week I felt too casual about searching for
the ladder with my feet or padding down it too quickly, slipping, and I
wondered when it would happen. It was just like those Bugs Bunny
cartoons with the road runner and coyote where the anvil is suspended in
the air for a heavy second and you realize its going to fall. I reached
with my feet but it was too late and I gulped a weak 'oh no', fell and
landed on my back. I was more shocked than hurt but once the shock
wore off I found a few places the hurt had been waiting behind the door like
a surprise birthday party. "Surprise!"
No, it wasn't that bad really. All those months of yoga had me prepped
for slow thoughtful breathing and to drink plenty of water. It was nice
that Jon was there and awake and after taking some Tylenol and getting
an ice pack I climbed the ladder and went back to bed. I've had the
black fantasies before about what would happen if I were seriously hurt
and Jon were asleep out of reach of throwing something at him. Luckily
this was not the case.
I suppose had I fallen the wrong way I could have cracked my head on the
low wooden box with sharp corners that was inches from where I landed.
Or I could have fallen just so in that impossibly freaky way that could
have paralyzed me allowing people to say for the rest of my life how
fucked up that was, that freaky occurrence.
After a good sleep and a cinnamon flax oil bath I'm on my way to yoga
now. I'm only a little sore, glad to have something to finally write
about, and lucky to be alive. In that order :)
Thursday, April 10, 2008
2 Shows Coming Up
Readings from new writers for WNHP at Bluestockings on May 29, 7-8pm.
address 172 Allen on the lower east side. bus 15 or V/V to 2nd ave
WNHP Variety Show and Zine Release Party.
We're doing it again. Evening of indie cabaret celebrating the spoken word.
Music! Comedy! Readings! Raffle! Fun!
"We'll Never Have Paris" will be for sale.
June 1, Sunday, 4-6pm at Bowery Poetry
Club, 308 Bowery @ Bleecker, F train to Second Ave
Cost: $8 for entry.
address 172 Allen on the lower east side. bus 15 or V/V to 2nd ave
WNHP Variety Show and Zine Release Party.
We're doing it again. Evening of indie cabaret celebrating the spoken word.
Music! Comedy! Readings! Raffle! Fun!
"We'll Never Have Paris" will be for sale.
June 1, Sunday, 4-6pm at Bowery Poetry
Club, 308 Bowery @ Bleecker, F train to Second Ave
Cost: $8 for entry.
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