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Once again, the folks at AIR never cease to amaze me. The girl working there, Jen, let Lauren and I stay late to get our pieces done, and we did our best to not disappoint.

Lauren got her robots prints together, a sweet piece drawn by her friend Andrew. As per usual, she shies away from the spotlight.

I finally got to put my one up flag idea into production, proving that not all of my ideas end up in the ether for eternity. And it actually came out pretty decent!

Now I can have the sweetest front porch in existence, one up flag flying in the wind.

Yes, things can be related to the Pittsburgh Pirates and still be awesome. The image you see before you is “living” proof.

Ok, that was bad. But don’t let my bad jokes dissuade you from a great thing. I just got this baby in from Steel City Cotton Works, right in time for opening day. I feel as if its fitting, as Pittsburgh is not only the birthplace of zombies, but also the birthplace of a baseball team that plays like zombies.

Ok, I’ll stop the crappy jokes. Go get one of these shirts, they rock.

So, my friend gave me a Star Wars record this weekend. I was of course excited, as I love everything Star Wars. I realized quickly though, two vital facts about the gift:

1. I do not own a record player. In fact, I don’t any tangible music player, other than an ipod, which doesn’t count.
2. The gift sucked. It turned out to be just quotes from the movie which, while cool in visual form, do translate to audio only for my listening pleasure.

I immediately decided upon another alternative. I had seen a post a while back on making records into bowls. I figured I’d try my hand at it. Since I’m chomping at the bit to add more ordered lists to this post, here were my steps:

1. Prehead oven to 300 degrees.
2. Place metal bowl upside down on cookie sheet.
3. Center record on top of bowl, and place the whole shebang in the oven.
4. Bake until it melts in the shape you want. This took me only five minutes, so don’t get ADD and burn your house down.

And Viola! A masterpiece for my coffee table. My remotes are no longer homeless.

Painted this for Lauren’s step mom and her dad. Turned out pretty decent for a three hour, off the cuff painting. This duo might just work out after all

Yep, I’m finally getting these bad boys together. Thanks to the awesome people at AIR for helping me with the screening process! The one on the right is the original screen, and the guy on the left is my first attempt at “weathering” the piece. Below are some different versions, as I worked with some variations of tea, coffee, paint, and wine to get my desired effect for the weathering. The final pieces will be 11 x 16, hand signed and numbered editions of 24. Let me know if you want one!

I finally got this piece finished a few weeks ago, and finally got the post up here on ze blog. Yes, procrastination is my strong point.

Anywho, I’ve been wanting to get this piece up in my bathroom for a while now. It’s a broken pencil pointing to the toilet that says “No. 2 Happens” on it. The piece is about 36″ x 36″ acrylic on wood. Here is the original sketch, it was eventually tweaked a bit, so the composition would work a bit better with my bathroom layout:

Anywho, that’s what I was working on a few weeks ago. Now on to those damn Walking Dead posters.