Please come out and have some excellent chai, meet some swanky artists and schmooze it up if you're in or around the east bay.
I know, short notice. But you know how it goes. It is, after all, the Year of the COCK now... Gung hay fat choy and what's this, Valentine's too? My goodness.
About my pins? Well, Some are original reproductions of my own artwork and photography, but the really fun ones are my one-of-a-kind mixed-media button collages. They're hard to describe.
Pissed off by all the wasteful mass-marketing, manufactured consent and heavy-handed commercial pressure to conform? Sick of taking it from the MAN? Yeah! Well, my unabashed deconstructions and cut-ups are almost 100% recycled symbolism, pornography and pop cultural ephemera! I'm sticking it to the man One Inch At A Time. GET IT? Oh there's a catchy tag line.
Plus they make great cheap romantic gifts, just like cemetery plots! Buy now and rest easy. Or, actually, buy Saturday.
Anyhow, um... That was some crap I wrote up on Tribe and it made me laugh. So I put it here, too.
