Despite the general flux of life lately and a few rather sneaky and prolonged bouts of muted depression (and I mean SNEAKY), my creative output hasn’t slowed. In fact, it’s been such a means of escape that I’ve honestly had a lot of trouble shutting it off. Cooking? Nah. Let’s think of more shit to make! Yardwork? As long as it doesn’t take too long. I have stuff to make. Kid? He can take care of himself (not proud of that, but, hell, I’m human). You get it.
First major idea is a 12-part series of cryptozoological creatures as astrological signs—all hand embroidery, of course. Cryptoastrology! I’ve mapped out the entire zodiac and each sign’s corresponding cryptid in a crude Google doc. I’ve completed two so far. Jackalope as Aries and Jersey Devil as Taurus.
But, wait, aren’t those supposed to be antelope horns? Maybe I’m really a Jackaram. But, then again, when’s the last time you saw me to prove it? I’m confident and believe in magical thinking. I’m a chaos magician. I make sigils under the fiery desert sun by dancing my messages in the dirt. I lead with my horns, sometimes to my detriment.
Jersey Devil as Taurus
Though some might describe me as an ugly mutt, I am misunderstood. I am reliable and practical. I’m a strong supporter of forest bathing. Tuck away your smartphone and let’s talk about the healing power of mugwort. I can get a bit impatient though, so don’t stand behind me—I use my hooves for kicking.
Also completed a jacket patch with an original design adapted from Ben Kissel’s favorite line on Last Podcast on the Left (of which Ben generously shared on his Instagram page gaining me a few new followers).
A commission for my friend Becki.
Two new patches…
And this sketch—an homage to Radiohead’s “Karma Police” and this ridiculous ennui I’ve been going through—which is currently being made into an embroidery, too.
Enjoy oogling at the fruits of my existential dread! Cheers! x