Thursday, October 28, 2010

itty bitty teeny tiny

baba yaga things in progress. coming soon to NYC.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Friday, October 22, 2010

mystery and myth

When I am stitching them up, my creatures often tell me stories. One of my favorite stories that I've heard from them goes like this: Back in the Old Land there is a hill that moves. In the middle of the night, it hitches up its peat and scuttles about on skinny legs - much to the agitation of cartographers, travelers, and especially the little herder who lives on it. Now that I live in the small town of Hombrechtikon, Switzerland, I can easily imagine one of the many hills around me moving like this, creeping around at night, confusing me when I walk my dog in the morning.

right here buddy



monster monster

i like him, and his little face.

He's right here


Lots of little things to write about, but I'm trying to save it for sleepy Saturday. Until then look at this picture.