My @ll3y c@+

Dearest Gentle Giants, this is my sister of 15 years, my sister of heart & thoughts, my sibling of soulful wordless wonder and troubly-troublesomeness, @ll3y c@+.

Today, FINALLY,  we watch mortalmovie, my s'elf in NY, she in Denmark. We watched it exactly the same time, 3888 miles or 6255.79 Kilometers between our seats, only were were together... while not at all knowing we were together!

Am I actually surprised this happen? nope, not at all, not with @ll3y & me. This has been our whole life, our shared existence.

Those are proud tears in her eyes. She's a happy crier though but I forgive her that, my @ll3y c@+. For serious, would you look a that magic, would you just lookit that!

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Remember how I mentioned it isn't the big screen that moves me about the work I do, Its The Connectivity.

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Last weekend, after my third big attempt to watch The Mortal Instruments; City of Bones fell through and I know, you'd really think it would be easier for me to see a film with my name somewhere in the credits (as my sister documented so blurringly with loves) but instead I did the thing, I mean THE THING I was meant to do instead.

I went to my tattoo shop. My footprints aren't on the ceiling anymore. My artwork isn't on the walls. The neighborhoods been sold, every storefront 3 times over at least. But there is something there that's certainly my home, you'd know it if you walked with me.

@shadowinked did exactly that. She came down from Canada. I found an old-school tattooist friend to work on her Angelic Rune piece. We held hands for an hour, she told me her story and how she came to find & love the Shadowhunters. I told her how the Shadowhunters came to be & where my awkward love stands. In the end even the tattooist wanted to hear more. 

Afterward, we told even more stories, hella-spoilers throughout, not just film or book or behind the scenes but just long lives, just spoiling each other rotten, walking around through hidden New York, places that only people both torn down & built up here could possibly know. 

Then parted ways, contentedly, peaceably-- for me? filled to the brim with gratitude for the connectivity, the intimacy my craft affords me.

Lucky me. Lucky, lucky, lucky me.

The Mortal Instruments; City of Bones LA Premiere (How That Did NOT Go Down & Why We Should Celebrate!)

Everyone did one of these pics months ago, I forgot to upload mine. This was on my way to the clinic to get injections into my spine, for reasons, with a fancy blouse, leather skirt & machine gun stockings as you do. Check how I own these bitches!! To busy-ness--

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Hello kids, I want to tell you a story today, because today is a day where all stories about stories are made true for you. Most especially for my very-est good friend Cassie, who I have shared something magical with. Something that started nearly 10 years ago on the doorstep of my tattoo shop and tonight is comes stealthily to doorstep of unsuspecting viewerships world over. And that's more than a little cool.

This! This however is a story of how I dislike Cinderella. Tonight is "The Mortal Instruments; City of Bones" premiere in LA and I'm missing it, partly because my dress is in London mostly because mys'elf is in New York and a little bit because I am not Cinder-fucking-ella.

I think more than a few people would rally and stress and world-whine themselves up to get to Hollywood "or Bust" and I could do. I really could. But I will sit this one out to stay home and make something special instead. Whinging for "Grand Balls" is over-rated and out of fashion, when Cindy should have just stolen that carriage gotten out of dodge. For real tho, she pinned for a thing she didn't know and hadn't really earned just because everyone else pinned for it too. Maybe its me but that's real fucked-faced, what sort of hoe-y example does that set? And to have your whole future-destiny set on fancy shiney flashy clothing... (don't get me wrong, my dress was Shadowhunter-y, Rachel Freire designer made, better-in-black, bend-you-over-backward-and-smex-you-happy-awesome but still I wasn't going to summon up a demon just to wear it. But yay! Nepotism!)

So, I'm not sitting at home feeling very Cinderella-y as she is my more loathed of the fairy princess, since she is not a fairy or nor a princess at all but a poser! I mean if you're going to have access to magic for one night, really access that magic! She really should have used the pumpkin carriage to overwhelm and go all "Stand-n-Deliver". To rob everyone coming up the highway toward the Palace, use the rat-henchmen as muscle cuz once midnight hit, no one could have identified her and she'd have all teh swag and lived large, maybe even done good with her fortune, become a femme fatale robin hood/pied-piper, a legend in her own right!

THAT would have been magical! THAT is a much better story!

I'm not sure how exactly but I would like to change my story to make tonight magical, for everyone who isn't and is going. I would like to not have anyone pine for something that is ephemeral, so fleeting, like a little ass premiere, in a little ass town, in a little ass theater but instead make it a large ass DANCE!

I'm serious.

It’s the one thing I would have done on the Red Carpet. Cassie knows that for sure. Everywhere I go I do a little dance. I dance a bit if I'm happy, nervous, bored, upset, sleepy. Excited, especially excited! So, do a little dance kids, bring that mo-fo Grand Ball to you!

As far as the film, your expectation, your anticipation, your nervousness, excitements, boredom... on the line, in your seat, at home or waiting for a coffee at your local 'not' Starbucks, dance a little. Everything will be fab, I promise you. "Have a little, Faith."

Ohhhh, yeah! Did I forget to mention that? I just made a "FAITH” Glyph-Rune tonight. I'm dancing over that too! I'd very much like to dance with youヽ(´ー`)ﾉ

Happy Aniversity, Far-Eviler!

a year ago, i joined hitRECord in a grand gesture 'to expand my horizons', etc. It was really an act of weakness-- I couldn't take on paying work anymore because I started dropping things, getting cramps & spasms from doing everyday things, I'd get tremors that'd sometimes last for days. I felt broken, unreliable & false when people wanted to talk shop.

I dunno what I thought it'd be like. I'd never really collaborated before; I thought it meant losing control. Since I was losing that anyway... I uploaded only things made for personal use, things I loved but was never going to get a chance to put them to use. I figured playing around with these RECorder's would placate artist-smartist self.

The word 'small' I doesn't begin to describe my thinking, but the word "Tiny" began to have a much better ring to it.

It's been a year; Fibromyalgia looks likely to be the culprit of my deterioration but with no really-for-real answer there is no satisfaction in the knowing this but there is satisfaction in getting this.

I hadn't seen it in print, so I wasn't certain. I hadn't known what I was getting into but then I never really do. I'm a published artist now, I'm handicapped, I am not giving up, I'm frightened everyday, I am certain this is not the end, I am grateful were it to be.

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You can get your own

@  http://hitrecord.org/store/tiny_book.html

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also, this guy here who signs my checks, you know My Boss is more Awesome than yours will ever be.

Thanks.

Especially to the Girl at the Library, so into reading "City of Bones" she didn't stop to watch where she walked... (I can only assume you go to PS.95, because of how young & petite you are, although I went to MS.143 around the bend & couldn't have been an inch bigger. Apologies for not getting your name.)

Normally an internet embargo on my part means I'm up to artistic doings and preparing for a flood of creative-goodness. And maybe this is, in a lengthy roundabout distinctly unfun way— in November of 2010 I sought treatment for problems with my joints, specifically my wrists & knees. And in the logical progression, for the depression that would follow. By December (17th to be morbidly precise) tremors and weakness in my hands made it difficult if not impossible to brush teeth, comb hair, open doors, type and if you haven't guessed yet, draw.

Anyone local, or who saw me over New Years/MoCCA Artfest certainly noted I am sporting my time-tested knee & hand braces once more! Tried and true little buggers they are. But by February physical therapy was proven ineffective. Now all sorts of experts have started poking, Ortho, Vascular, Neurological, etc.

I've never been a super healthy person but even at my worst, I've always had art to keep my sane. Going into my seventh month of being incapable of creating, commuting or even computing, I don't think I've ever been so scared—

• And then I get a praise from my ambulance driver ('sup Anesdi)
• And then I get written up in a school paper.
• And then get things like this forwarded to me; 

Phrases like "Courage" and "Fearless" aren't banter for me, they're works of art. Now I am learning "Faith" is as well.

Things are going to get harder before they get better but I feel like a fighter again.

Thank you for that :)

Bright, Brightness...

Things have been dour on the home front, by dour I mean dire.. and by dire I mean pathetic. I choose to spare you that--

....SO! In a preemptive attempt to put things right, spread a bit of positivity around, I've printed up some (New)Year of the Rabbit Card.
If you like a Postcard, e-mail with your address and I'll send one along, that is till I run out of cards or my hand falls off

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ALSO;
I made a handful of Calendar Magnets for 2011.

actual size

I do it every year, love 'em, give 'em to friends/family. When the year is up just clip off the calendar bit and keep the picture. My desk-side cabinet has become a collage of random val!art covering years of the dents
I've a few [I think 10] left if anyone's interested?

• Local is $3 a pop
• Intl. more like $5

paypal vf@far-eviler.com

Appearance @ B+N [Union Square, NYC]

Speaking on things inherently New York; how 'bout a public Appearance;

"ZOMBIES" is tomorrow theme for 30 Day Drawing Challenge, so if you're going to be in NYC, come to The Infernal Devices; Clockwork Angel book release/announcement event, where I will probably ask you to make your bestest zombie face

Actually, ~SupeRsquiTo-PouF and I will be there, hiding in plain sight, while Cassie Clare says a thing, in the after glow of Holly Black & Maureen Johnson being awesome, plus Prizes and Revelry!

Barnes & Nobles in Store Event
Wednesday August 04, 2010 7:00 PM
Union Square
33 East 17th Street, New York, NY 10003, 212-253-0810

I would say, "If you can come, that'd be swell. If you can't... I hear someone will be someone will be live-streaming it, " . . . BUT as someone on DeviantArt pointed out this is very likely to be the only thing (in the foreseeable future) where Nic, Cassie + my small s'Elf will be under the same roof!

So, if you have your copy of FCBD: City of Bones Comic I suggest you make the effort to come out. I'd promise not to bite but that option feels subjective.

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Wednesday’s [August 4th 2010, B+N Union Square affair] was a warm and memorable event (and not just because the humidity was about a billion). Thank you to everyone who turned up and made it awesomener!

We were all very grateful. Actually, grateful doesn’t begin to sum up…

Here’s a photo from our dinner, well fed and sated, three of my all-time favorite people (Honey Coated Casshat, Shiny Happy Holls hugged on by Our Crys ), being happy, together. I ♥/∞

[The pic links to an LJ!Scrapbook full of photos. If you’ve got some too, I’d love to see/share them!]

Now, you know, back to work-stuffs…

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My Dad got written up in the Daily News XD

While we were constructing and mounting a new bookcase in my apartment the other day, we got to chatting about conventions, self-promotions and all sorts of entrepreneurial pursuits. Quite proud of the old man... and my bookcase is stunning, just needs one more coat of white paint. *never content*

"Jorge Freire, Getting Game"... quite possibly that's the best caption, EVER. Well it amused me anyhow.

http://www.nydailynews.com/latino/2007/09/12/2007-09-12_illegal_game_shows_life_for_immigrants_i-1.html
It's thankfully in English for those interested.

Adds: This is a News segment on the The Illegal Game. It's brief and in Spanish but there is this two second shot where they show some playing cards and you see me & my siblings, at various ages, with very dated hair. It's Awesome! I love my crappy 80's hair with the headband! And Baby!Me All in Pink! Crazy.

http://www.univision.com/content/videoplayer.jhtml?cid=1279605&clipid=501881819