Making stationary for sale means you have to start preparing holiday cards months ahead. By the time December arrives, you might just want to sit back with a warm whiskey drink and enjoy. But first there are a pile of holiday sales to attend. I was at Bazaar Bizarre a few weeks ago with the San Francisco Center for the Book. Then I had my own things for sale at the intern's table SFCB's holiday sale, along with my fellow intern, Jeff Shepard. And just this week I was at Renegade Craft Fair with Dutch Door Press. I am almost ready for that drink. But first I have some holiday gifts to make. Since I can't show you those, I will share with you what I am excited about today.
My subscription for the Oxford American ran out just before the Louisiana Music issue was released. After some hassles with the credit card company, it is in the mail and on its way. Possibly in time for a homesick Christmas Eve.
I have been following Geninne's Art Blog for about a year. I download her free desktop calendar every month for a bit of loveliness every time I turn on the computer. Also, changing my desktop format every month means I have to reorganize monthly.
That drink is coming, by the way, when Greg Reed gets here Wednesday night to tell stories of his farm. Then Ben and I hit the press room to start loving the lonely Vandercook we keep in the gargage.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Dutch Door Press, one of the three places I work. Everyone is ok and the presses are ok, but a lot of stock was lost and I think I might be spending some time cleaning up water- and smoke-damanged cards that I packaged last week. Keep Writing 41. I've been getting lots of good ones lately and I will post them soon. Though we have been in this house for a few months, we are slow to hang things on the walls. I finally had a chance to hang the balloons I brought from Louisiana, and a special housewarming gift I had packed away almost a year ago, from Blackbird Letterpress. Just in time to welcome friends from Michigan for a few days.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
I've been folding holiday cards since October. Not my holiday cards, someone else's, who is much more prepared for the holiday sales than I am. Last weekend I finally posted a bunch of new items on etsy, including individual postcards from the keep writing series. They do not include the interactive, tear-away-and-send-back but function in the traditional post card way. Image on one side, room for you to write on the other. this.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
open studio sale next weekend in Berkeley. There will be letterpress, cards, books, and a penpal I haven't met yet! If you don't live in the area, there is a sale in my etsy shop. Use coupon cope "gwp10" to get 10% off any items in the shop, until midnight on Monday. Keep Writing tumblr site, so check back there once in a while. I think that's enough for tonight, though, don't you?
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
November's postcard is out and I am already getting responses about assumptions about the south. I received the Oxford Americans "Best of the South" issue and have been slowly reading. I want to send copies to all my friends because I think it exemplifies some of the best things about the south. With a sense of humor. But I wonder how this humor, self-deprecating as it is, such as the above passage about Mississippi, translates to those who haven't spent much time there. I want to know what other people think. I am a northern for sure, but after ten years in Louisiana, there are things I miss that I didn't understand before. I'm not going to be able to figure it out here; that is for another day in another medium.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Kyle when she was in Oakland for a night but I couldn't remember the combination to the shop. Embarrassing. So one day last week I got to work.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
October is more summer-like here than I expected but today is grey and drizzly, slowly clearing. The dust bowl of back yard has been moistened and, despite all out ignored best intentions of the hundreds of things we want to plant there, grass just up and grew. That's good. Around this house right now it is helpful to have growing things with self-determination. Unlike these cats sitting next to me, patiently waiting to be fed again. That said, it doesn't mean things don't get done. They are just not the things we mean to do.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Painted Tongue Press, a rainbow roll on the Vandercook for one of their cards). Then Moveable Type visited and I was all showing off my letterpress lifestyle in Oakland and I couldn't even remember the combination to the printshop at our house. No, I have not used the lovely lonely Vandercook in our garage. Sure, I've been working, biking to the beach and tired from the sneaky uphills that demoralize my ride to work---turns out I'm not so outta shape or tired or sick or so so slow, but that it is actually a long slow hill. A tricky kind of uphill that makes you feel like you're doing something all wrong since it LOOKS flat and everybody passes me. In Louisiana, it would be a hill. More postcards in the works. And I have been trying to adapt business tools to a more flexible economy, to blend better my love of making and sharing stuff and the financial reality of rent. I added an option to renew on etsy, if you have a postcard subscription or if you have been receiving cards and want to pay a little for postage but $15 is too much for you. I can't make it outright sliding scale without more programming knowledge, but I can refund you the difference. Slowly closing the gaps between some of the things I would like to do and the things I am doing.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Sunday, October 7, 2012
store with three more on the way. I opted against a 4th job so I could work on this stuff on the weekends but somehow there is always more to do than I have time for. Well, and I made chocolate chop cookies this morning. And yesterday Andy and I biked around the Bay. He took these photos that I edited a little. It was so nice to ride, look at the water, eat, and not do too much else. Now, back to work and "work".