please visit us in new jork city at mocca june 7th and 8th.
you'll
never get away with this
opens this friday, november 9th at the green
door gallery.
we'd love to see you there, you old so-and-so.
so is american apparel still sweatshop free, or what? we'll say they are because it make us seem compassionate, a virtue we intend to exploit to the fullest with our new ad campaign: buy our shirt, save a child.
to bring you up to speed: a.p.e. 2007 was a huge success, we're gearing up for m.o.c.c.a. festival in new york in a month or so. some new books are available in the store, but the preview feature isn't working yet. we're working on new shirts that will be so tasty wild bears will come into the city just to get a lick of you when you're wearing it. until then, we will continue to draw anything you want on a t-shirt in puff-paint for twenty dollars, just email your request.
one
of our new books is being printed by our alma mater for the southern graphics
council, which takes place next week in kansas city. the theme of the
conference is 'points, plots, ploys'--our tie-in is 'plots' (duh).
see a couple pages on our blog. we'll try to save some copies for you.
we've posted a few images from our new book their condolences on our blog. the original pen drawings are currently being shown at the bakery (eighteenth and cherry streets) in conjunction with the upcoming southern graphics council goings-on.
if you're just now realizing how tragically unfunny it is to still be giving out old NKotB valentines to your friends and loved ones, take a look at our newest blog entry--we've got your answer.
we're working hard on some new projects including, but not limited to: drawings for the upcoming issue of blurred vision, some gallery pieces for after the new year, and some inconceivably fancy new store wares. we're talking mind-blowage.
obviously,
we're all talk and no walk on the spx report front. we'll sum it up for
you in a sentence, though. we met many new people and liked most of them.
and
now allow us to show you some images of our booty, which will not only
launch one thousand ships, but which we've also heard are worth several
thousand dollars words.
"ssssuccesspx" is all we have to say. look for a full report over the next few days. in the meantime, our new offerings are available in the store.
prepare yourselves to see our full glory at spx 2006. bethesda, md. october 13, 14. you will be the quaking pile of cinders to our zeus--or perhaps we'll just say "hi" to one another. either is fine with us, really.
our respectable, disease-free lovers at partyka have deemed us guest artists for the month of september. please take a look. we've included new, uncharacteristic work, as well as a scathing peek into our writing process which will prove to you once and for all that we are forced to throw away pure gold every day.
while we've got your attention, please visit road of knives on our behest. we know you're attractive, savvy, and very aware of the scene, and that you've probably run across shawn cheng and zak smith's battle blog in your travels. if not, we assure you it's unparalleled in both ferocity and tenacity.
we've
heard some of you have been having trouble with the paypal action in our
store. thanks for letting us know. we are, after all, dedicated to your
complete satisfaction in every aspect of your existence [as long as it
has to do with us].
if you happen to think of paypal as a despicable corporate entity that
you'll have nothing to do with, you can always let us know what you want
the old-fashioned way--via email.
fyi:
our comics now grace the shelves of quimby's.
also try out our buddy jacob sharp's zine/comic site tinyjams.
please feel free to view these photos from new york.
also, we forgot to tell you, but some new work appears in Hey, 4-Eyes! II, a near-fetish zine about ocular correctives which debuted this month at MoCCA. many awesome people are involved, so please take a look, get some more information, and order the fucker. the zine series is conceived, edited, and printed by the lovely and quite popular robyn chapman, co-editor of the True Porn anthology.
with any luck at all we'll magically appear in new york next week, alive and well and looking dynamite. if so, we'll be at jim hanley's universe on friday to sign our small but significant contribution to blurred vision's inaugural issue. it goes without saying, then, that we'll be at MoCCA fest over the weekend, and in your hearts 'til the end of time.
a review of our oeuvre by a righteous dude named ash who bought the whole thing at a.p.e. this year. let's just agree this young man's going places.
as
we mentioned below, we were nominated by dave sim for a day prize at s.p.a.c.e.
the siminator was very cool. so cool, in fact, that his t-shirt/blazer
combo made him look more than a little like calvin
klein.
not only did he coin a new description for our work [post-ironic],
he seemed to genuinely enjoy it. our hearts were warmed.
we didn't win [the final winner was chosen by gerhard], but you
of all people can't call us sore losers just because we failed to control
our hacking coughs through the rest of the ceremony.
we finished a new book recently. it's available for purchase now in the store. it's a small, incredibly lavish production exclusively for those who appreciate the finer things in life. what's that you say? all of our books are exquisite and succulent luxuries? in that case you might just be sophisticated enough to enjoy it.
so
we just got back from a.p.e. in "frisco"--a city, by the way,
which no one calls that.
we're bringing it back, though. forget the hardee's burger connotations.
think gold rush.
there
are some new sexies on our links page, so you best check it. we'd also
like to take this opportunity to wink coyly at brian
m. palmer for sending his buds in the family-style
crüe our way.
if crash can win the oscar for best picture, then surely we can nab the howard eugene day memorial prize at this year's s.p.a.c.e. convention. but seriously, folks, it's an honor just to be nominated.
okay, okay. we swore we'd never do it, but we did. we had to. we heard from several reputable sources that myspace is a total meat market, and thusly the only place to troll for hot young action. consider us there.