Hey y’all, we just found out we’re gonna be at Short Run Comix and Arts Festival at the Seattle Center this fall. November 5 to be exact, slangin’ zines and prints. It’s our first zine fest. I’m pumped. Dreamy Ziney, The Alphabet Book, and more in the DIY/Self-Reliance Series (specifically about free food) comin your way.… Read More
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This…Again?
Early stage process piece.
New Stockist! Portage Bay Goods
We’re slanging lights in Fremont now – go to the Sunday market and then mosey over to Portage Bay Goods, the cutest little shop you ever did see. Lauren and Shalene are excellent humans, and worked with us to create some custom strands inspired by Fremont, the one of the coolest neighborhoods in the whole wide world.… Read More
New Stockist: Bainbridge Island Museum of Art
Our lanterns are now in our little home-island museum, at the BIMA shop. Yippie! Take a ferry over and check it out, the museum is FREE and really sweet. They focus on West Sound artists and the beer in their cafe is very cheap.… Read More
Caesar or Nothing!
Red Cedar
Death Talk at Moonsugar Gate
Zebulun’s comet flashes like a derailed pendulum. A hot stone mad with joules.
The vast temple in the void. A slow tomb full of elegant regret. The portal is always open, is always closed. The whistle of space being compressed. We believe danger dances most truthfully when death closes its eyes before throwing the dart.… Read More
Look, Ma
A little while ago, a message popped up in our inbox from Etsy, wondering if we’d be down to do an interview about responsible sourcing. That’s a big deal, and I was pretty stoked to get to talk about ethics and hopefully get some of those ideas into new brains.… Read More
A Zine About Kombucha
A zine about fermentation and brewin some witches brew. Check it out in the shop here.
Every time you brew kombucha, a new layer of cultures multiplies, grows into a disk on top of a disk on top of a disk.… Read More
Tasting Radish Venom
You witnessed their gathering perched in a distant tree. Fear and joy commingled in the pit of your stomach like the communion of honey-silk and radish-venom.
A strange pollen drifted outward from that circle of beings. It floated in a heavy, sagging stream toward your perch.Your… Read More