No new art this time. Just some moments I'd like to preserve and share:
My friends threw me a spectacular home-cooked meal belated birthday party. Girl. Friends. (And poor Tim.) We have sailor vocabulary and healthy appetites for charcuteries and vino. Ahoy. We've all seen each other through more haircuts and relationships than we can count. It's usually impossible to get us in the same room at the same time, but this year the winds blew us back together.
My amazing friend Sougwen had another installation show at the space which will be the new lowline. I really love being at that magic age where all your friends are truly coming into their own and seeing real success and happniess. Fellow illustrator amigo Daniel Diggle was also in town from London and joined the festivities. Another highlight was the screening of the Girl Walk All Day (Girl Talk) video series, a personal internet favorite of mine. The actual dancers were there, a dance party ensued, and I watched our heroine The Girl dance in front of Sougwen's installation. That very same evening I got to see my friend Isaac's band the Kin at Webster Hall Studio. Every show the hop off the stage and play acoustic in the middle of the audience. Isaac can also beatbox with the didgeridoo, which is pretty awesome. Amazing people doing amazing things. New York, New York. I love you.
Even as a grown-up, there's still a child-like glee in making your parents proud. It felt like one of those big life moments showing my pop my very first-home, all echoey and empty still. The nights and weekends are filled with contractor, architect, and designer adventures, tile swatch hunting, and drooling over Turkish rugs I can't afford. I can barely contain my excitement for it all to be done.
This gentleman above from Taiwan got a skull drawing I did tattooed on his back. This gentleman below from Russia sent me a photo of my owl drawing he got tattooed on his chest. It's always neat to get surprises like this in my inbox.
All for now.