...do you know a place that's more fun than here?

The results of temporary insanity moments before my new camera broke which may be why the video is kind of weird quality.

...do you know a place that's more fun than here? from shouldercat on Vimeo.

Just for Decoration

I have a studio space now in my friends' apartment. For payment, I am to decorate the hell out of their apartment. I'd been there for 2 weeks without putting anything up so I started getting harassed and then forced to do the following:






Fun little anecdote: I originally made this stencil for 3 Acadian boys who wanted a naked girl for their giant over sized RV they bought in the middle of the planting season. Told them I needed an image for reference so they handed me a play boy magazine.

This was a horrible undertaking. I had to remake these stencils cuz they were falling apart. I hate revisiting something that's done, plus it's such an anal, rigorous process. My mother is making me send them to some gallery in England where she apparently has a connection so they needed a freshening up. Now I might as well try to sell some and make some euros. Also, I never got around to putting them on the street legit, so I gotta do that too.

A Classic

Today I gained a new appreciation for a classic game, actually it was my first appreciation and I feel like my whole childhood was a lie for never having tried it before. It almost feels worth it that the back wheel of my bike got stolen. Otherwise, I would never have been bringing home a replacement. Chance also had it that it was junk removal day in the area I was hanging out in so sticks - or the curved leg of a broken wooden chair - were readily available. The chair leg was slightly damp quite possibly from dog urine - I know the dog I'm living with would have pissed on it- but I didn't even care I had so much fun. I did my usually 30 min walk in half the time, running along like a little old fashion school boy (or children in a variety of countries where factory made toys are hard to come by). Practice is of vital importance, and by the time I was three blocks away from my house, I could do a whole block without the wheel falling down! I think all kids should revert back to this classic game, put away their non-versatile plastic toys and videos games. At the very least it should be introduced to gym class. I may start exclusively exercising this way - wheel with stick game.

El Tió vs Santa Claus

http://www.viceland.com/blogs/en/2010/12/27/el-tio-the-shitting-christmas-log/

Wow, this is the first time anything I've written has been edited and completely changed by an editor. Weird feeling. But I got published again on Vice! Now to mastermind how to get paid...or something...

Here´s the original text too. Maybe it was too politically incorrect, but I thought that was the whole point...

Open publication - Free publishing - More usa

Holga, you make everything look so good

Exactly the Same but Completely Opposite

Open publication - Free publishing - More winnipeg

Leather bound!!!

... and now, time for some street art

Finally! Some street art! Even decided to give stencils a second chance. I did a warm up run here in Barcelona, Montreal styles (idea, cut out and spray all in the same night) with my trusty companion, Sparky. Turns out it's more important to look out for sketchy night wanderers than the police.

Through the key hole and out the tunnel

Little Treasure Fairy Pouches

Unfortunately, this is what I've been up to. I'm scared I'm turning into one of those Etsy freaks! Someone save me before it's too late! I'm obsessed with making little leather pouches these days and now I plan on trying to sell them for all those holiday consumer suckers/tourists. Gonna make some euros (I hope)! I've put them up for sale at my friend Laura's vintage store, La Petite Parade, in Barcelona and I'm gonna do some street vending at some point. I can't wait till I stop sewing and make some real art!






In my pouch - which I've been wearing everyday for the past 2 months (pouches are the new keys, plus everyone actually uses the keys like the one I had around my neck to get into their houses)- I have the following: an orange crystal that's supposed to be good for everything (Annie, what's the name of it again?), a Herkimer diamond, a tiny b-day card my friend Russell gave me to make me feel better when I'm sad, and a button that fell off my shirt.

Nailed It!

http://www.viceland.com/blogs/en/2010/11/29/bush-crazy-a-guide-to-tree-planting-in-canada/


I think that a bunch of sections are going to be posted over the next little while.
And the pictures are a little out of order...