I bought the resonanteye dot com domain twenty years ago, in 1997. it was lost to domain squatters in ’09 and again in ’13. so that sucks… but hey! twenty years of stupid, slowly progressing into something better (I hope).
happy birthday resonanteye website. happy birthday.
On this visit I got to meet two incredible, creative women. One was Niharika, who does costume/dress for movies in India. She is so sweet, funny, and stylish. And she made me feel stylish too.
I worked overtime one night and stayed late, and when I came home she gave me the most perfect soft sweater ever…
Also she took some pictures of me which are kind of funny. We had cactus tacos together, and she got a really fun floral tattoo (with wasps in it! I’ve been dying to do some wasps.)
Here are picture she took and pictures I took.
We are having a book signing party at Laughing Buddha, at 8pm the night before Halloween!
I will bring some good coloring pencils for people who pick up a book!
And I will bring my wrist brace for the morning after.
If you’ve already got the book, come by anyway! Let me see what you’ve colored!
Here is a link to the facebook event, feel free to share it! If you’re not in Seattle for Halloween, you can still buy a signed edition here. But if you ARE in Seattle, come to the signing party and pick one up! There will be a prize for the best coloring job, and a prize for the funniest as well.
We will have some printed pages for broke folks to color in and take home, and candy.
Here are some of the awesome colorings-in people have sent me so far! I’ll add more as more people send me photos!
So, there’s a haunted, paranormal, mystery soda machine here.
I decided to investigate with my crack team of researchers.
side note: they have the wrong website listed for me, and it’s been years since I worked in Corvallis. but don’t let that stop you!
did you have a mind-altering experience getting tattooed by me? If so, hit up the yelp page about me and share your mystical insight with the world. Now, yelp has a history of extortion, and of treating businesses badly. But I find it to be a fun place for you guys to express the strangeness of your time with me. I hate the way yelp treats restaurants in particular, people seem to be so mean to the wait staff then write on there to brag about it…Let’s make my little corner of yelp into something different. Something a little more…off-center.
You can see by the reviews that have already been posted that I hope you feel free to express yourself in detail and with a mind to the hidden aspects of your own experience.
Here’s the link, go hit it with your best flowery and psychedelic prose. The closer your review is to a David Lynch plot, the more I will love you for writing it. Also, tip your wait staff well as hell. Serving people food is one of the most emotionally draining jobs on earth.
Otherwise known as Bill the Butcher vs. Amsterdam
Te voy a enseñar a hablar Inglés con este cuchillo.
Otherwise known as Bill the Butcher vs. Amsterdam
Te voy a enseñar a hablar Inglés con este cuchillo.
I love fire. I was afraid of it as a child, but as I grew older and began to challenge myself to other new and frightening experiences, I decided it was time to meet flame and make a connection with it.
A few years ago, in the middle of a bad relationship, I watched my lover breathe a huge fireball. In a very unsafe and exaggerated manner. But Oh! it was beautiful, billowing out of his mouth. I was hooked. I learned through friends who had been doing it more carefully-to look up into the sky and send the breath with the flame, to sputter just right so as not to splatter, to use the right fluids…to wet down my hair and tie it back, to clear the area first…all the standard precautions. I began to breathe fire often, at most occasions, dancing under fireballs at parties, on the beach, even alone, in the desert, on a solitary road trip. Just to see it dancing. Just to feel the glare on my face.
I love fire.
For those of you who prefer actual ink on paper.
The book of essays goes to print tomorrow, there’ll be a kindle edition of that one as well. Pick one up! Or get both, that’d be awesome too. Or share the link with people who like poetry, the kooky bastards.
I’m pretty excited about all this. I’d never have done it without prodding, but now that it’s done and published I feel good about it. I’ll post links to the second book tomorrow once it goes live, and probably put a few new paintings up later tonight too (I have one or two things almost finished)
The third book in the series will be mostly images: that one won’t be out til nearer the end of the month. And I am planning a kickstarter this month, for the horror coloring book, I’ll update when both of those projects begin!
Originally Published on: Oct 4, 2013
When I was much younger I put together about ten issues of a zine.
This was in the early 90s, when such things were able to be picked up at bookstores, record stores, and the like.
I loved zines, loved them so much.
I built this with the assistance of my good friend and roommate Jen, she wrote a lot of stuff and drew things.
It’s amazing to look back and see how much and also how little my politics and deeper feelings have changed over the years.
more after the jump…
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