a day in a window (and a little more).

photo by fuzzy gerdes

today was my day to sit on display for an entire work day. i have to say, i quite enjoyed the experience. i got to uncle fun a little early to set up my tiny cross-legged office and settled into the hard work of going through the security envelope submissions i accumulated while on the last leg of this year's tour.

first i got to go through a great package from erin dollar, a portland-based artist and beard maker:

her collection contained some old favorites and a couple of new discoveries. i don't think i had that diamond-zigzag one. hopefully, it is not some corporate branding sneaking its way into my project. those corporations are nothing if not sneaky. the cross-hatch with the orange/yellow background is also a new discovery, for sure.

next, i went through a package from renee. renee and i arranged a swap a while back after i saw her beautiful security envelope pendants and spied a few new patterns in the mix. as it turns out, she has decided to decorate her wedding entirely in flowers made from the blue patterns so i offered her some surplus (there is more coming, renee, don't you worry). here is her package to me:

there were so many new patterns in this batch - lots of new background colours and this amazing bird and letter abstract that i did not get a good picture of. of course, i also loved that so many of the scraps came to me die cut and pre-punched with flower and gift tag shapes. it made me feel like part of a big aesthetic assembly line of reuse.

speaking of reuse, my scraps get set aside for st. louis artist, bruce burton. i don't know what he plans to do with them but a lot of his art is based on collections and arrangements of things, so i am sure something interesting is in the works. and i apologize to shannah for sending more clutter to your pretty home.

and that was that for an entire day in the window - two packages sorted. it's good to realize how labour intensive this particular project is. at home there are always distractions to distract me from staying on track. in spite of a bit of chatting today, i realize that this really does take a lot of time. thank you, uncle fun! i had a veritable blast. even more so when we got to go upstairs for a circuit bending workshop...

what fun! they do this sort of thing from time to time, so you should probably find a way to get on their mailing list and stay informed. uncle fun is the best.

on display.

there's a little gem from the 1940's that i picked up at a thrift shop on the way out of ann arbor yesterday. perhaps it holds all the secrets of my dream retirement in which i run a shop in the 1940's. it does have a "retailers wheel of fortune" and other great charts throughout. yes, a wise investment. speaking of merchandising, aitor is currently taking the concept to a whole new level in the window of local novelty shop extraordinaire, uncle fun. billy (the manager) has launched an artist-in-the-window series that has become so popular its monthly slots are booked up until forever now. we managed to squeeze in by taking an off weekend and trying to spread the word ourselves. oh yes, i will be in the window tomorrow. a taste of things to come:

aitor is unflattering people (starting with a child today) but i will just be installed making security envelope buttons all day. if you want in on that picky/insane process feel free to come ogle. then you can go inside and buy some rubber vomit.

a new leg.

we are back on the road again. it is real. not that we were ever really not on the road. we just happened to be in toronto for two weeks. but now we have reemerged into the gothic wilds of michigan once again. soft rubble, flat a's, wild bunnies. it's a pleasure to be back.

i remember stephanie once talking about how sad it felt sometimes to live in a place about which nobody would ever write anything that was 100% nice. seattle, she said, could have flowery travel pieces in glossy magazines; detroit's virtues were always "in spite of." well clearly i am proving her right at the moment - hopefully in a relatively gentle way. my comments about rubble should not belie my true affection for the motor city. i always have a good time there and am very glad to have gotten to know it if even just a little bit.

today we went to some favorite haunts just outside of the city - a craft supply store about which i have been sworn to internet secrecy and an antique mall. aitor made a pretty awesome investment at the antique mall. i think i need to wait on its reveal until i have a good enough picture. it's worth a picture.

it's too bad we didn't have much time to dally. i really like hanging out with stephanie - chatting, laughing and talkin' craft. but we had to make it to chicago by night and wanted to make a quick stop in a nearby town where i have never been - ann arbor. but why?

right there is the unassuming non-storefront of online retail genius, shana logic (well, the shop is called shana logic, the genius is just called shana). i "met" shana years ago when i was just a young buck trolling around on craftster. i was one of her early vendors and she was one of my first retail outlets. almost everyone else i went into business with around that time ripped me off. it was a bad scene that taught me a lot about running my own operation. shana, though, has been a totally different story through and through. she focuses on her business with such keen vision, she is hugely respectful of her artists (and tolerant from my spinny experience) and she has badass skills when it comes to design.

of the many things i learned on our brief warehouse visit, the most shocking was that i have been silently mispronouncing shana's name in my head for years. it's hard to deprogram. i also learned that shana rarely shows off her office space for fear that its windowless brick walls do nothing to express the intense cuteness of her site and approach to graphic design. me, i am impressed with a streamlined business hub...or anything with a devoted shipping centre, for that matter. at sweetie pie headquarters, the shipping centre is an impossibly cluttered secretariat that also serves as fabric and button part storage. colour me impressed, shana. it was so lovely to get to meet you in person for the second time in our five year stranger-friendship.

oh, that? that box up there is my in-warehouse avatar. my crate defines who i am in the great logic of shana. swe, yo!

how could i forget...

upon returning home, we discovered that the big fern that reuben gave us (for fear that it might attack his infant) had invaded our kitchen curtain during our leave of the city. i wanted to cut it back and restore order to our nook but instead kept leaving it one more day to ponder the tenacity of nature. now i can't cut it. so instead, an argument between organics and plastics is playing out across our window. or maybe i am being a pessimist. maybe they are mating. or canoodling.

i wish my pictures did it the right kind of justice.

window dressing.

photo by massdistraction

i am not ashamed to announce that i will be coming out of my button making shell this sunday when i will find myself on delicate display in the window of one of my favorite chicagoland stores, uncle fun. i will be there making buttons for your amusement and fascination (and my own stamina challenging). since many people make buttons (chicago is not wanting for button prodigies by any stretch), i have decided to do more than just make buttons. instead, i am focusing on a redoubling of efforts in the security envelope department. were i seven different people, security envelope button production would never have slowed. but i am one person and there is sometimes rent to pay.

regardless of any of that, this sunday will see me turing a big heap of envelope guts into a smaller (but still impressive) heap of 1" buttons. marvel at the calming monotomy! wonder at the smallness of modern day factory manufacture! watch garbage become accessories! press your faces against the window and weird me out!

saturday will also see aitor doing unflattering portraits in the very same window. just sayin'. at the time of posting, there are still appointments left. scoop 'em up!

hair today, gone tomorrow.

this reminds me, today i booked a free haircut for my return to toronto. i am really looking forward to the freedom that a bit of debulking will do.

no sleep till.

oh, you know the rest.

we have returned to the place that used to terrify me with its loud sounds, horror drivers and finger-nail-sullying air. over the years, it has grown to be populated with friendly faces and familiar places. i can even handle the bqe without crying now (usually).

we rolled into brooklyn and went straight to etsy. our charming hostess, melissa, teaches public school until later in the day and anda opened herself up to some chilly canadian hugs so we had a place to land. when the etsy offices aren't entirely overrun with activity and meetings, our old friends there are usually able to offer the ability to plug in. after all, in the indie craft community they basically are the internet (no offense to other ethereal craft exploits, but...c'mon...they are our world's equivalent of the borg).

after some frantic chatting, some emailing, some wandering, some leg stretching and some eating, we made our way over to melissa's. we decompressed. we got a little caught up. then we motivated ourselves to make it over to melody lanes for a late game of ten pin before they closed. we are all atrocious bowlers but the place is great...and not just because of this guy (who got aitor a little too drunk on tequila).

oh yeah, i won. 78 is a pretty hot score, right?