December 21, 2012

Real Life


I never know what to do with this blog.

I want to keep it light. Because I want this place to be something bright in your day. Because I think I'm, generally, a glass-half-full kind of gal. Because everyone loves a good cat picture.

But I want to keep it real. Because too many blogs paint a rosy picture of life that is too difficult, if not impossible, to emulate. Because others make it seem so easy. Because this is, after all, real life.

So, because I feel I've had quite a few floofy posts lately, here's a real snippet.


I'm elbow deep in planning, creating, printing new paper goods for next Spring. I'm excited and in love with my work. I can't wait for you to see the finished product. I just know you'll love it. I know it in my bones.

But.

What if you hate it? What if all this work and sacrifice is for nothing? What if this all ends up like my past failures? I've been wrong before.


In my line of work, I have to be my biggest fan. But, I'm also my worst critic.

And sometimes, that little critic won't shut up.* That little bugger can be crippling.

So, if we survive to live tomorrow. And the world doesn't end in fire and brimstone and alien overlords, I will try...try...to be more often a fan and less often the critic. Because I really do feel genius stems from unbridled, insane, blind optimism...and perseverance. A whole lot of perseverance.


*I picture Jay Sherman sitting in my brain with a megaphone yelling, "It stinks!" over and over again. I just revealed my age with that reference.

December 10, 2012

Ya Filthy Animal

In case you didn't know...






I love Christmas.

November 29, 2012

Logo Reveal

Asking for people's opinions on your logo design is like revealing your baby name months before the baby is born; you're just opening yourself up to unwanted suggestions and 'constructive' criticism when all you really want to hear is "That is amazing. You are a genius for coming up with that."

So...without having run it by anyone other than myself, my office manager Bill and my executive assistant Peggy...here it is. My new logo. 

And because I love it when people explain their thought processes; here's mine:
  • I wanted something simple.
  • I wanted the font to be sweet yet classic.
  • Capitalizing my name felt pretentious. Lower case felt daintier. 
  • Grey because it's modern, clean and...to me...alludes to pencil leads.
  • The heart and it's placement is a nod to how I sign my thank you notes to my wonderful customers.


November 22, 2012

Happy Turkey


Get your Black Friday and Small Business Saturday fix at the Houston Holiday Pop Shop at Summer Street Studios. Support local artists, artisans, musicians and food trucks at this first ever indie pop up shop. 

And to help kick off your shopping season (and to help clear out my crowded studio), I'm offering my first ever sample sale at the pop shop. Lots of 8x10 prints for $10 (reduced from their usual $25). 


AND, from now through the weekend, enjoy 15% off all items in my Etsy shop. Just enter the code "GOBBLE" during checkout.

Happy Turkey! Gobble Gobble!

November 20, 2012

Wishlist

Dear Santa,


1. Pink bike. Because I want to be more green.
2. 50 bunnies. Because Fifi dresses way better than I do.
3. Iphone wristlet. Because sometimes a purse just isn't necessary.
4. Sparkle watch. Because my wrists are sparkleless.
5. Color wheel pendant. Because it just makes sense.
6. Trip to Paris. Because a girl can dream, right? (image from Rifle Paper)

I've been good(ish),
Lisa

P.S. Please stop conspiring with Andrew. The stepladder was...amusing.

November 13, 2012

Want vs. Need

Sometimes, I have to stop doing what I want to do


in order to do what I need to do.


But what I really need to do is to catch up on some major bookkeeping but that will have to wait until absolutely necessary: when the tax man cometh. =P

November 7, 2012

How a Scooter Becomes a Bear

This is the story of how a scooter becomes a bear.


I drew a scooter. It was fine. But then I thought what if the scooter was a getaway scooter for gun hands Ann?


Again, this was fine. But it was too normal. Something didn't fit. 

Then, eureka! Ann has a trusty sidekick, Teddy. Surely, Teddy would make a better vehicle.


But this sketch made Teddy look like nothing more than a workhorse and he's definitely more than that.


Finally, Teddy as the lumbering, gentle giant he is.

And now, I proceed with the painting. :)

November 5, 2012

Jerry Maguireing and Sinking Battleships

Hello, old friend. It's been a while.

But have no fear. In an effort to appease the blog gods who smite down those who take too long between posts, I am offering up an extremely long, contemplative and reflective post.

This morning, while I corrected my typos and ate my vegan cinnamon roll.

So, as you may know, I decided in early 2011 to take my artwork full time and to see where it could go. And while it has taken me to some pretty amazing places; I hadn't quite figured out exactly where I wanted to go with it.

But, in the past couple of weeks and months, I feel like I'm honing in. I think the clouds are clearing, the waves are parting, I've spied the target and I'm going to sink that battleship.*

In the wee early hours post daylight savings time reversal, I woke up with an urgency (that didn't involve pee) and a sudden clarity. Fueled by my new found inspiration, I took to my laptop and I Jerry Maguired. I Jerry Maguired so hard.

Recent activities.

First, I'm falling in love with my work and it feels good. I love the color palette I've been using. I love my sweet faceless girls. I love my animals. I love my dollhouses. In the past, I loved the things I drew but there was never a common narrative tying everything together. And what I've found is a strong desire to story tell; to refocus all my drawings and paintings and to let them illustrate the stories floating around in my head. The resulting work is more personal and therefore, I'm more vested.

Second, I've been encouraged by enough of you and I've been screwing up just enough courage to finally dip a toe into one of my pipe dreams: I'm going to write a book. My paintings this past year have all stemmed from one of two stories. I think it's time to get those characters, settings and plot lines out of my head and into my word processing software. Nothing may come from this. I may complete my stories and they just sit in my computer. I may decide they're good enough to self publish. I may go temporarily insane and actually see if any real publishing company wants a stab at them. It's a long shot. But hey, YOLO.

And finally, I'm expanding my product line. So far, my main focus has been on original paintings and prints but I take a look around my own walls and there is just so much art one house can take. Even, I'm guilty of not buying art I love because it's too expensive, I have no more room for it or...gasp...it doesn't fit my home decor.** So, I'm venturing more into greeting cards, stationary and gift items. It just makes sense. Business sense.

So, there you have it. I've Jerry Maguired and written my new manifesto for all the world to see. Now who's gonna Renee Zellweger and come with me?

I can't do it without you.

You complete me.

Taking a break from Jerry Maguireing to Christmasfy.

*Child of the 80s metaphor for the win!!! =D
**Which means the artwork in question had to have been really out there cause I'm all about the Frasier Crane/Anthropologie/eclectic/insane librarian aesthetic.

August 21, 2012

Tomorrow's a Bitch


I love days when I say "screw it" to the ever growing list of tasks on my to-do list...days when I can gulp iced coffee leisurely at my desk by the window...days when episode after beloved episode of Frasier keep me company on my laptop...days of sunny sunshine after a weekend of gloomy rain...entire days spent with just a sheet of paper and a nicely dulled pencil (and two sleepy headed cats)...days that feel indulgent.




And then I look up at the clock and realize it's 4PM and I need to make a mad dash to the post office and bank before they close...and I desperately need to respond to that one email I've been ignoring all day...and my to-do list is starting to look more urgent...and........that's how my "tomorrow's to-do list" always looks like a bitch.


*In case you couldn't tell, I've recently discovered photo apps. And I love them. 

July 31, 2012

Best. Weekend. Ever.*

This weekend was stupendous...and I never use that word so you know I'm serious. In order to convey the awesomeness that was this weekend and to accurately depict my roller coaster of art induced emotions, I have to start on Friday; weekend start proper.


FRIDAY
I had just finished reading Seven Days in the Art World by Sarah Thornton and was feeling thoroughly dejected. Reading this book during a slump where I was feeling particularly art-vulnerable was a big mistake. Not only did Ms. Thornton confirm my fear that my not having an art institutionally endorsed line on my CV meant I would never be represented by the big wig galleries and thus will forever float around in shallow, art mediocrity waters...she taught me the definition of outsider art.

Outsider art: "usually refers to the art made by inmates of insane asylums, mentally disabled people, or self-taught artists who have had little or no contact with art institutions"

THANKS.


SATURDAY
The first...and hopefully annual?...Houston Arts Resource Fair was a day full of workshops, speakers, consultations and general Houston artist camaraderie. I loved it. While the industry expert lectures were helpful for most but repetitive for some...the most valuable bit I got from the fair was the renewed faith and pride in Houston's burgeoning art scene. I love our artists. And I love the organizations who support them. And I'm so happy to be among them.

And the cherry on top? I received a much unexpected invitation from an extremely covetable gallery in L.A. to participate in some upcoming group shows. Zing!


SUNDAY
I feel I am in no way overstating when I declare YET and I threw THE TEA PARTY TO END ALL TEA PARTIES. In order to justly celebrate the merging of our two aesthetics in our latest collaborative exhibition at Fresh Arts, we felt only a girly, sweet, whimsical, succulent, seductive, over-the-top tea party would suffice.






All photos (and more) from the wonderful Alex Barber.

More photos here.

And if you've managed to read this long winded post, here's a reward video from Binarium Productions.



*Ok, best weekend in a while. Obviously, my wedding weekend, the weekends I got my cats, any time Christmas falls on a weekend...

July 24, 2012

Once There Was, Once There Wasn't

In case you missed it...









...and there's more where that came from.

June 29, 2012

Renegade Brooklyn

Despite a summer internship and a handful of visits to NYC, I had yet to visit Brooklyn. But Renegade Craft Fair took me there...and to Williamsburg* of all places. And because I'm too lazy for words...these instagrammed photos** will have to suffice.

Williamsburg greeted me with rain. But that didn't stop me from shopping and venturing into Manhattan for some Laduree macarons. Priorities.

My rented tent lacked structural support for my usual display. It's ok. It just looked like it was melting along with everyone else in the heat wave. 

Day 1: Coffee. 

Day 2: More coffee. 

And just in case this Texas girl got lost, my hotel was kind enough to provide a beacon. 

 Day 4: More rain?! I strategically found cover inside...a cupcake shop. 

But fortunately, there was just enough sun to look all touristy trekking to the High Line.

Ended the trip on a sweet note. Literally. Ice cream man gave me two spoons. Only one was needed. Don't insult me like that.


*Williamsburg is the Wicker Park of Chicago, the Heights/Montrose of Houston, the South Congress of Austin and...from what I hear...pretty much all of Portland. 
**Which effortlessly makes me look like a mediocre photographer instead of what I really am...a crap photographer.