becky vs. photoshop

here are some posters i've slapped together when

i lost my keys to the print shop

...oh and when i say 'slapped together' 

i mean spent more than 3 hours on them.

a snorthern borus

a northern chorus

the rest

absent sound

the riderless

poster 

april 06

(this is the reject)

(this is the accept)

r.i.p. a.n.c.

ps. get off my back scheve

poster cv

my art show at mcmaster university

lino cut

sandro perri at pepper jack's

wood cut

mother mother at casbah

lino cut, reduction

rondo zine

lino cut

Mac Arts Benefit Concert at casbah

wood cut

Jewish Legend at my house

giant sintra cut

36"X48"

Wintersleep at underground

lino cut

Born Ruffians at casbah

giant sintra cut

26"X42"

the archaeologists found... nothing

so it's been almost three months since my last post.

probably because i graduated, went to israel, and lost my internet connection.

now that it's back, and i'm back, 

here we go again.

florida was interesting. 

i learned what it's like to be on an archaeological dig, 

and that speeding through pennsylvania won't go unnoticed.

i learned that archaeologists tend not to like artist partnerships with national geographic, 

and a lot of them are old...

nonetheless, the trip was hilarious and enjoyable, despite the fact that national geographic may not be quite ready for the next step in our relationship.

Florida-bound

In three days I will be going to Florida with Victoria and Jana on a Geological Expedition with McMaster professor, Dr. Jack Rink.

(i took this photograph on our last night in Florida--no jokes here)

Read about the excavation here.

That's all she wrote...

CLIPS FROM THESIS 

(how boring, i know. i put it on this blog for my professors to grade me, but please feel free to SKIP, i would)

Silkscreen poster artist Leia Bell studied photography and printmaking at University of Utah, frequented rock shows at a local venue, fell in love with the owner, began making promotional posters for his shows, and gradually established her poster empire. It quite closely resembles a fantasy I once had. I met her in Austin at the biannual poster show titled Flatstock. I traded her one of my reduction prints for one of her silkscreen prints:

There are literally hundreds of artists at this show, but I was drawn to her booth for reasons uncertain. Perhaps it is her use of vibrant colours, simple composition, literality, quirky font, flat depth, or her stylization of the human figure. Many, if not all, of these traits are referenced in my body of posters. For example, in my reduction block Raising the Fawn, these traits are what make this poster successful.

Last year I shared with the class my fantasy of finding a partner to start a band, printmaking company, and family with. It was my way of wanting to echo the dream team that is Seripop, a printmaking company from Montreal made up of bandmates and spouses Chloe Lum and Yannick Desranleau. They have become infamous for creating stunning silk screens that are illegible, which is oxymoronic considering the purpose of a poster acts as a means of communication to spread information to its viewers. Despite their shitty band and their illegible posters, my thirst to emulate their lifestyle has not yet been quenched. My fantasy prompted me to run a personal ad in Hamilton’s Alternative Weekly, View.  Though hotmail caught on to my dating game and shut me down.

my first pepper jack's poster

Commissioned by Ken at PJC to do this poster for the Sandro Perri show last March.

Getting paid for a poster might just very well be the greatest feeling ever.