Sunday, April 26, 2009

Two men enter, one man leaves

Okay, quick synopsis. I started my summer a week early this weekend, and managed to belt out two sweet new stencils, as I need to deliver the goods to the gallery by this wednesday. Depending on time constraints, I may try to cut another tomorrow, but I'm not promising myself anything. So, I'm really excited. I may actually be able to make a good go of it at this gallery thing.

The first one I did this weekend is titled "Hermaphrodites unite!" and is all about worm sex, and the second one of the dude with the gun I haven't thought of a pithy name yet. Suggestions, anyone?

One love, kick ass, take names.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Art Show Announcement!

Hell! Awesome news! Looks like I'm going to be putting some of my non-art into a rock art show here in Knoxville. It's gonna be held at the Midtown Art Center on Friday, May 1st- part of Knoxville's 1st Friday whatnottery.

The building is located in Downtown North, kinda near Old Grey Cemetery (on Cooper St.).

According to the organizer:

"We're hoping for this to be an art and music event. I need a few more artists to show their work. We're seeking punk art: loud, colorful, provocative. If you or someone you know fits this description, send them my way.

Here are the details:

Depending on size, we're asking for 8-10 pieces per artist. This location has a security system. Your work should be fine. However, if something does happen to it (i.e. lost, stolen, damaged), we are not responsible. Show at your own risk."

Ha! Punk artists should be so lucky to have their artwork stolen...

You have to pay $10 and 25% goes to the gallery (or whatever), but hell! Still pretty sweet.

The folks putting the show on are looking for at least 7 more artists.

Interested? Contact Lee at

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Going commercial

Folks, the economy is definitely hitting rock bottom. Just this week, I myself got notice that my stencil kiosk in the square has been bought out- lock, stock and barrel- by the government as part of a bailout and resettlement agreement. I have to pack soon for the train to Alaska, where I'll be employed as one of thousands of 'professional volunteers' to toil without end fighting waves of rabid armed russian peasant-women during the daylight, and by night digging oil harvesting pits with our horribly mutated, claw like fingernails.