Things someone drew this morning

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Little dudes cut to the chase.

Super duper

There are new and exciting adventures flying your way soon.

Soon is a relative term, by the way.

Where i am

The bat loses its wings

My four-year-old daughter and i collaborated on this conceptual piece of music about a baby bat who takes flight for the first time, loses his wings, and then must reattach them before flying home to be reunited with his mother. The whole idea included making CDs accompanied by activity books and t-shirts under the title, "The Bat Loses Its Wings". We did that; and it all originated in the mind of that tiny little lady of mine. Over the course of several months, the two of us drew all the pieces of our little project together. We then decided, after much deliberation, that we would christen our little creative outfit/band: Call Me Kitty. 

And it was so. 

These two tiny friends helped lay the instrumental groundwork for the flight of our titular character. They are the major players in the Call Me Kitty arsenal.

Here are some stax of bats and bat-related activities that have since been distributed to the people with whom we shared holiday festivities.

Feast your eyes upon this pair of masterpieces completed by two of Baby Jane's young pals. This is the young artist's dream realized. Voila!

And now, without further ado, please enjoy the following ten minutes of musical whimsey which we call...

Movement I: It Was a Lovely Day

Movement II: Taking to the Sky

Movement III: The Bat Loses Its Wings

Movement IV: Falling

Movement V: Searching...

Movement VI: Glue

Movement VII: The Bat Loses Its Wings (Reprise)

Movement VIII: Going Home

Movement IX: Mama's Wings

Thanks for listening.

The eclectic cacophony, part one

Sweet dreams, margot tannenbaum

And so begins the first full week of twenty thirteen. We've been undressing the tree of festivity and trying to pretend that our hearts aren't breaking inside. Sorry, olde gal, it's time to pull you limb from limb, stuff you into a box, and throw you into the garage until next year. When the time arrives, we'll have some friendly cutout head ornaments for your branches. Baby jane and i have been working tirelessly on them for about forty-five minutes. We know how much you enjoy the melodies of PEARL AND THE BEARD so we made an extra large one featuring their lovely faces.

See ya next year, you ole tannenbaum you.

What a long strange yadda, yadda, yadda

In the spring time of twenty ten, i was invited to be a part of the delightful crew at STRANGE BREW COFFEE in greenwood, indiana. I spent the next thirty three months or so brainstorming ideas, crafting t-shirt designs, solving crossword puzzles, discussing pop culture, sharing stories, ghost hunting, dancing, singing, laughing, crafting delicious beverages, and drinking coffee with Daniel Carr, Toni Carr, Carli Clements, Lauren Chamberlain, Brittany Korreck, Molly Baker, Justin Sluka, Jenn Russ, Kayla Hoogeveen, Jacquelyn Mitchell, Lexi Green, Sean Yager, and the incomparable Miss Carly Purvis.

I made the difficult decision weeks ago to leave my rank as barista at Strange Brew to pursue more work as a printer/illustrator/writer... what have you. The instigators behind the decision were many, but it certainly didn't make it an easy one. 

On new year's eve, in the final hour of my last shift tending shoppe with Miss Purvis (whom i've worked with since day one), we got a little sappy and embraced while gazing upon the snow-covered landscape right outside. Flakes fell slow and plenty to the ground as Jeff Buckley could be heard crying 'hallelujah' from the shoppe's stereo speakers...

I miss you already...

What a long, strange trip it's been...