new print in the old shop here.
He’s just so sad. I wonder why the mustache left him?
Category Archives: everythingistheworst
new print
finally etsy-ed
“His Mustache Wanted More out of Life”
archival print of original ink and watercolor illustration, 5X7 inches
Whew! I just posted my first print for sale in my etsy shop! Very exciting, as I’ve been wanting to do this for way longer than I care to admit.
Last year I bought an Epson R2400 pigment printer off a nice gal from craigslist. Since then, I’ve been waiting to get some material together to sell. This week, I tackled printing and fell down the rabbit-hole of color management. After a lot of frustration and many beers, I think I figured out all the settings.
I’m really surprised how awesome the quality of the print is. It looks almost identical to the original (which is hanging in my living room). I’m excited about being able to sell prints finally, because I have a hard time letting my little guys go.
See original post on “His Mustache Wanted More out of Life”, with alternate titles here.
"his moustache wanted more out of life"
4×6″, watercolor and ink on watercolor paper.Part 47C of the “everything is the worst series”
Other contenders for the title of this bad boy included:
- “The moustache* grew too big for its britches”
- “Combover moustache – the next hipster frontier”
- “This was getting out of hand”
and
- “The moustache decided it was time to exact its revenge”
*I know that spell checker believes this to be a misspelling (favoring “mustache”) I think the addition of the “o” provides a tiny bit of class, no?
spilling is the worst
original 5×5, watercolor and ink on 90lb watercolor paper
I’m a recovering klutz.
Growing up, I seemed to spill everything. all the time. I also had an uncanny knack for whacking the shit out of my elbows on doorframes, you know, just walking around the house. I’m going to go ahead and blame that on what must be exceptionally narrow door frames in my childhood home in Texas, since I haven’t done it my apartment here in SF.
But the spilling….yeah, that still happens. I used to get really upset when I spilled things, like it was proof of something wrong with me. ( I think I was really hard on myself growing up). Now, I don’t care. Which is much better. At least for my psyche….not for the carpet (which, now that I’m thinking about it, has a new largish coffee stain, courtesy of yours truly from last weekend.)
At least steve has become an absolute pro at spill alleviation and stain removal. Add that to the old resume.
winning FAIL
(Not) awarded today to the rain and my popcorn kernels, which refused to gracefully transform into kettle corn. Thank you so much for the wet clothes and burned sugar pan. I appreciate it.
smokey clouds
watercolor and ink, 5.5″ x 3.5″
Third in the “everything is the worst” series. It’s quite fun to draw these clouds. I imagine they are leftover from an explosion of some sort. Or something invisible burning. yep.
jars are the worst
3.5″ x5″ watercolor and ink
Seriously. They are. Don’t let them fool you with their “usefulness” and “canning ability. Pure evil.
the day i lost my moustache
A sad day, indeed.
First in the “everything is the worst” series (because, sometimes everything is).
in situ, above my desk:
This is the also first ever print from the used Epson Stylus Photo R2400 that we bought off craigslist about 5 months ago. I’m pleased to report that it works. It is a huge printer and was a bit intimidating, but was incredibly easy to set up and use.
I’m excited to buy some different papers to experiment with. The color tweaking needs a little work (as there appears to be a different shade of dark pinkishness in each photo above, urrrrrgh) but not a bad first effort if I do say so myself.
