What I Got

There are times when one must draw ink from other wells.  Lucky Mustang, I have countless sources of inspiration and motivation at my very door step.  Today I honor a fraction of those cats that keep me stimulated when my reservations run dry.  Sadly this will be the outing of me.  You will all now know that I am far from the shining light in this strand.  I am honored just to live amongst this tribe of chiefs.

Starting with my humble household, Hyphytown!

The indomitable Annie Weinart creator of Annieland…..http://www.etsy.com/shop/annieland

Talk nerdy ta meh!

Custom costumes for dance and overall Jo Folley.

I have never seen anyone look bad in one of these.  You better bring a snorkel cause your gonna be balls deep in star dust!

‘Cuz sometimes a normal size hat is just too, well, normal.  Which leads us to her partner in art and shenanigans….

Sage Cattabriga-Alosa: Skier, Artist, and Professional Monkey Wrangler

Pixel Manipulation….

Unfortunately he needs a day job.

And when they told him that he couldn’t have gold chains as ski poles, that man done proved ’em wrong.  Way wrong.


The newest addition to our homestead Naomi Simpkins! I wish you could capture the way this woman lives her life with a photo.  You can’t.  Getting things done is her business and folks, business is boomin!

She makah da bustle

She makah da adornments

She makah da pretty face.
What a house!  Our landlord should be paying us rent.

And if I need more, I got more.

I got your tunes….Bryan Barisone


I got your high art…..Ashley Montague


I got your luxury accessories….Ashley Doty creator of Owlita


I got your death defying beauty…. Gemma and Stephanie at Nightflight Aerial Studio


Yep, I got you.

Physical Graffiti

At the Backspace gallery in Portland is this show that I believe is being curated by my pal Ashley Montague (who is an ill artist his own damn self) and in this show is some graff-ish work by this barrel of a man Jason Fritz.  I haven’t met him yet but plan on it.  I will woo him with my witty tapdancing blah blah-ing and soon he will feel compelled to give me some original piece that I will hang over my bed.  I digress.  Fritzs work has this interesting desperation about it.  Urgency or something like it.   He mixes the crisp lines of industrial graffiti and the muddy slashing of a tortured cellar artist.  I fucking love it.  I scoured the net for a web site or someway that folks can view his canon but no dice.  He’s on face book, with the rest of the free world, and goes by alter one.  Clever little man.  http://www.backspace.bz/