We will be setting up a table of goods at the upcoming Vermillion Lies show at Unique Ink in Fredricktown Missouri (Sunday, Aug 17th)! It’s quite the trip from Saint Louis, but the Unique Ink shop is totally cool and this show is surely going to be worth it!
Hope to see you there!
(oh and the the image was snatched from the Vermillion Lies myspace page.)
The second DADA Salon is tonight at Shangri-La Diner (2201 Cherokee) from 8pm-12am! We will be serving up some of the most surreal experiences, crazy antics, and outlandish parlor games to keep the evening fresh! Just bring yourself, your costume, your art supplies, and some witty banter… we will supply the rest! It’s like a rolled potato, good and easy to hold.
Oh and Michelle (LemonSqueezie) is planning a damn clever hidden message hunt. BAM!
See you tonight! You better be there… or else we might think you’re normal…
We made about ten million stickers to give away to everyone that attends, whether they like it or not. I would suggest taking them, and cherishing them; this man was horribly blurred in the process of making them. It would be a dishonor to a man who sacrificed so much of his visibility just so that you could have a wonderful sticker to have, keep, and…well…stick to stuff. Take a gander at this guy (T.J.), so brave, so optimistic; we’re so proud of him.
Just look at all of these babies; it’s like a nursery full of edifice defacing goodness!
Here’s 18andCounting (sometimes known as Stan Chisholm) himself! He’s offering a free tour of the sticker-press to anyone who refuses to attend the show and take some home!
The show starts 7Pm, ending whenever we feel like getting rid of you people! 2122 Cherokee Street (Saint Louis) is where it’s at. Bring a friend, bring a date, bring some appreciation! (In the form of cash, check, or priceless bauble).
Okay, so apparently this is Mod-Duck’s 80s mummy twin sister; Modeta-Duck. She decided to stop by and scare the ever-loving crap out of me by showing off her deformed child Shing-Shing. Shing-Shing was born with a birth defect that makes a fetus develop into a very large, scary, and off-colored fetus instead of a human baby, child, teen, and adult. I know I shouldn’t react in this way towards people with disabilities; but it’s hard to contain the sheer freaky-ness of Shing-Shing’s condition.
What you are seeing in this picture is Modeta-Duck and Shing-Shing’s somewhat famous trick. Modeta puts one of Shing’s tentacle-fetus-e-hands into her mouth; with that in place Shing can imitate other people’s voices and read some of what is in someone’s mind. Don’t ask me how this is possible; I left the house before they started their little traveling sideshow act. (I asked a few people how it went but most were too shaken from the experience to reply).
(In case you’re wondering, Modeta-Duck’s head was crafted by Jenny Harada, her clothes by Jacqui, and Shing-Shing came straight from the twisted mind of David Wolk himself).
We have this wall, surprising I know, where we post up little snippets of Cranky Yellow propaganda. Most of it came to us on packages sent in by various artists, but a few of them are strange little love (or hate) notes left around the shop by visitors who, obviously, have ulterior cranky motives. We love them all and they seem to be serving their purpose.
On multiple occasions I’ve noticed small children drawn to the wall, like little maggots to rotting flesh, with wide eyes that openly accept the “cranky” indoctrination… some call it brain-washing, I call it an easy way for kids to get free candy. Not that I would ever bribe simple-minded children to do my bidding… erm. No. Never. Ahem.
You can be indoctrinated too, just look below:
I am not actually supposed to be writing this; David is making plans to turn CrankyYell into its own Social/political commentary spin-off. While he procrastinates with such devious devices I am supposed to sit on the side-lines and not rant and rave about this or that. As you can guess; I am not able to do that.
To appease both my own insatiable urge to yell and your hunger for my musings I will leave you with an observation and a music video.
First off; I found out an interesting fact about our government and representation of women within it.
Women hold 17% of the seats in our Federal Congress; they make up 51% of the population.
In racist, Apartheid South Africa, which we blockaded and lombasted for its injustice and oppression; blacks made up 85 of the 308 congressional seats; or 28% of the seats (they were about 65% of the electorate population).
That’s right; women have less representation than in a racially segregated third world nation from the mid-80s.
Chew on that while you watch this music video:
(Sources: South African Parliament & Women legistlators)
The first day of the Independent Craft Sale and Exhibition is over! It went pleasantly well. There was a good stream of people flowing through all day long due to the Open Studios! Cate and myself had a good time catching up on all of the gossip from the last couple of months; and boy was there a lot of it! Cool!
So, without further ado, here are some photos of our table-booth thing. Yeah.
I’ll take some more photos tomorrow when I’m not so super tired.
Cranky Yellow is awesome due to the complete and utter awesomeness of all the dedicated people involved! Check out this totally rad illustration/advertisement that Michelle (Lemon Squeezie) squeezed out (bad pun intended) for the website. WOW!
Michelle definitely went the distance! She even took it upon herself to snag some totally nasty-baby-poop-yellow shirts from the thrift store. That girl didn’t even think twice about silk screening this image on them. Oh Snap! Now I just wish everyone could have one.
(MICHELLE! EMAIL ME A PICTURE OF THE SHIRT SO I CAN POST IT HERE! FEEL FREE TO MAKE SASSY MODEL… OR YOU CAN MODEL TOO!)
Anyway…Thanks again Michelle! I’ll cook delicious buttered toast, for you, some time!
I went ahead and launched a new press section of the site. You’ll be able to browse archived articles about Cranky Yellow (or Cranky Yellow Events)! It’s a good place to waste your time.
(Above is my goofy mug-shot in the June 2008 issue of Saint Louis Magazine.)
I’m continually shown unimaginable amounts of kindness. Sheri, a new/awesome friend, donated a bucket (seriously… a bucket) of old zines she had. She once owned a kick-ass store called Tension Head Records. It’s super unfortunate that it had to close… and even more unfortunate that I didn’t get to see/meet it while it was alive. I’ve heard that it was amazing, and knowing Sheri’s coolness, I believe it. It even won a 2006 RFT “Best Of Saint Louis” award; which is pretty impressive since it wasn’t open long before receiving the award.
Anyway, due to her generous donation, I actually had to sit down and spend some time organizing the Zines. You seriously need to get in here and buy some of them. These things are freaking awesome. Sheri can testify. You might see her around, and then find yourself asking: “Are the Zines freaking awesome?”, and she’ll reply: “What the hell are you talking about!?” or “Which Zines are you speaking of?” or “Stop talking to me you creepy bum!”
It will be worth your time regardless. So get to it.