Another Easy Rider goes down

Pabst Blue Ribbon, motherfucker.
RIP Dennis Hopper

In other news: going to a wedding in the country.
+
new idea for distribution of art

In Dreams,
xo
cait

Here it comes ...

Where in the mighty blue fuck has this year gone?

Best estimate for my art show: June. There's been some architectural malfunctions in the gallery itself, details to come.

Downside to this blog: I have no scanner to even give you sketchbook pages, but it's a double-edged sword; I wouldn't want to be THAT personal. (Odd, isn't it?)

Love, post-its and fucktards that shop my work,

xo
cait

Planning my escape

Just for pure sanity's sake.

A girl can only take so much retail and smog.

Plundered the seaside boardwalk yesterday with good company and large doses of caffeine. Staring contests with sea lions were lost, along with a few grains of personal dignity when discovering that I had set my canvas bag into a mound of seagull shit.
Overall? A successful blustery Tuesday.

Onwards to employment!
Vague Caitlin Update #18: I'm currently trying to learn how to sew. My fingertips hate me.
Regards and poopsicles,
cait

My Childhood for Sale in Irish Hills, Michigan

I seem to recall a picture of me near this feline ancestor
around the age of 10.
["Pictures or it didn't happen"]
Oh, but it did, I assure you.

Who wants to lend me the 500k to buy it?

In other news:
Lucid dreams, and toast.
xo
cait

Uno de Mayo

FREE COMIC DAY 2010

SUPPORT YOUR FAVORITE PICTOGRAPHIC NARRATIVES
AND VISIT YOUR LOCAL PARTICIPATING COMIC SHOP.
CAPS LOCK HAPPY.
But I digress.

Also, the use of a scanner will be rewarded with pie.
I need to update you guys with more than cellphone pictures of my stuff.
Onwards to comics, a picnic and hockey playoffs
It's been seven hours and fifteen days

cheers
c.i.