Renegade Craft Fair: Herkimer & Hotdogs

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Yesterday at Renegade Craft Fair Brooklyn I was filled with inspiration. I also ran into old art pal & illustrator extraordinaire, Nicole Ray of Sloe Gin Fizz! Check out Nicole’s awesome site here.

I am planning on having my own table at the next one, so keep a lookout for more information in the fall.

shirt © CHANDI, herkimer necklace © Collarbone by Catharine Luckett & vegan hotdogs at Yeah Dawg

In The Heart Where Old Dreams Whistle On Bone Flutes


Swearing off greeting card purchasing is no easy task; it means making every holiday & occasion by hand. It’s more special this way though, and each year gives me the chance to creatively express thought & humor to those I love. The above is my Father’s Day card for 2013 & below is a joke that could not be avoided: when you see a vintage photo of your Dad dressed as Frankenstein crushing a baby, you just have to post it. It’s seriously imperative!


Baby steppin’ in ’67

Previous Father’s Day cards have included homemade comics:


A few days ago my Dad found this little runt (below) under the kitchen extension, abandoned from her siblings and hidden behind shutters without making a single peep. My Dad was cleaning the backyard and randomly found her…or maybe they found each other. What perfect timing, little Charlie!


Lastly, I can’t visit home without thinking about my Mom. Gone for many years, yet her touch is everywhere. I’ve had haunting dreams about her wedding crystal that remained untouched behind precious glass. As Marge Piercy so eloquently put it:

I gave her presents and she hid
them away, wrapped in plastic.
Too good, she said, too good.
I’m saving them. So after her death

I sort them, the ugly things
that were sufficient for every
day and the pretty things for which
no day of hers was ever good enough.


something old, something new, something borrowed, something…bird-like!

Though no day was ever good enough for my Mother’s pretty things, I have decided to take them out to see the light of day. They deserve to be seen, and while an apartment full of crystal & chinaware would not suit my style, some of her items sprinkled about pays tribute to a woman I loved with all my heart. xo, artsparrow


Miss you, Mom. So glad you showed me it’s okay to grow up silly & weird.