Nezzzt sezzzy show is on August 5 at the Hotel Utah. Band = me, Harry and Jon Gondo!!!! We’re on last, so whenever last is!!
Here’s the latest flyer. You should come on Thursday. I’ll be singing two songs. They will break your heart.
before the Kapowski flyer that was similar to laying an egg that turned out to be a giant baby or birthing a giant poo that was actually chocolate, i’d also embarked on a particularly psychedelic flyer. though neither of these flyers are officially released yet, i’m taking license as unpaid birth mother to show you, my ten faithful readers, what i’ve been up to.
this one was interesting because it’s the first time I’d incorporated vertical drawing. Usually I draw on a table, but for this one, I’d draw a little, then hang it on the wall and walk away to look at it from a removed perspective. then i’d make adjustments on the wall. I did this with the Kapowski one too.
Prior to these two, my drawings have been flat with just one or two ideas. Both of these are more complex. Instead of one spice, i’m trying to mix a multitude of spices to create a new, mind-blowing spice. a garam masala, if you will.
also, it’s way easier to exceed your limits when you’re drawing for someone else’s event. the friends who commissioned my services have been very supportive of my music and have crazy high attendance to my shows. i don’t think i can be a surrogate flyer mother to just anyone. drawing isn’t something i can do with a removed professionalism, so making these pictures is an emotional and intimate experience for me. these ideas and words and people live in my head for days, so i only want to do it for people who —when I reflect on them— fill me with happiness and gratitude.
or people who can give me lots of money. happiness & gratitude, or lotsa money.
Here is how I spent all my days off this Xmas/ New Year’s: Staring into a plain sheet of paper and listening to what it told me to do. It told me to go to the art store and buy pastels, which I’d never worked with before. It told me to make things bigger and better than I had ever done before. It told me to make visual jokes and create the best flyer that my limited capacities could ever fake to make. I’ve never communed so intensely with paper before. Because the gestation period was so long for this one I felt like crying when it was completed. But I didn’t. The only thing that makes me cry these days is onions.
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