Tag: process
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Signed, Sealed, Soapbox
It’s hard to ignore the news of protests, ahem, occupying the attention of cities around the world—of the many and diverse thousands of people unified under one simple, yet infinitely faceted mantra. As members of the, well, vast majority of folks without any real political or financial clout in the world, Jessica and I can…
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Remnants
Just wanted to give you a peek at what the studio looks like these days. I try not to think about it too hard, because I officially unveiled the thing almost a year ago, but I’m still working on my book. Big dang pile of box parts; coffee cup for scale. You see, it’s one…
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Even Keel
It’s hard to think of a better weekend activity than taking a quick trip to San Francisco. First of all, Jessica and I got to visit the lovely Sarah and Jesse, who live here— and whose back yard contains this. And then we got to raise a fantastic ruckus and make guerrilla street art with…
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Goosed!
Holy flying gaggles, but we upped the ante this year! I don’t know if it was the gorgeous sunshine that graced us after literally months of dreary rain— —or Sweet Pea’s extra-awesome 2011 poncho— but this year’s Wayzgoose was larger than life. (In case you’re curious, that little Sigwalt press is inked up to print…
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Local Conditions
I’ve been hemming and hawing about how best to share this thing with you. Even with Sarah’s excellent photography, it’s just a lot more difficult to explain how it works when I can’t hold the book out into space and demonstrate in real time. It’s a problem with every artist book out there—an interactive sculpture,…
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Fabric Feminists, part two
By now you’ve figured out that I have a thing for stitched lettering; and since I’ve already rambled on ad nauseum in the last post, I can keep this one a little shorter. And anyway, I somehow neglected to take any process photos for two of these. Oops. The knitted broadside was such a success…
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Fabric Feminists, part one
While I’ve been hiding away, wrangling my 900-pound gorilla, Jessica has been cooking up something pretty great. Thanks to her hard work and the wonderful Brian Hutcheson‘s invitation, we are pleased as punch to announce our first-ever dual exhibition! Feminist Wiles: Jessica Spring and Chandler O’Leary Now through November 5 Ted Sanford Gallery, Charles Wright…
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Nose to the grindstone
Lately I’ve spent nearly every waking minute of each day with my face an inch away from the drafting table. Let’s step back, and stretch out a bit. My studio is often a sea of papers—an occupational hazard—but these days the swells have consisted of pencil snapshots for my Mt. Rainier book. Dozens, and dozens,…
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Almost ready
At the Wayzgoose on Saturday (thanks to the hundreds of folks who showed up!), Jessica and I had a little teaser for the next Dead Feminist print set up at our table—I figured it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t also share it online. I’m not going to say much, so as not to spoil…
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Flock
I’ve been sitting on this post for months now—it’s just that after spending so much time hunched over this project, I needed some time off from even thinking about it. But now I’m ready to talk birds again. From left: Cedar Waxwing; Steller’s Jay; American Avocet; Purple Martin; Tufted Puffin Eighteen months, twenty-five birds, six…