THIS JUST IN

EVERY DAY IS SATANIC SATURDAY !

smiles all around

we’ve made it.

through february.

[an excerpt from elisabeth belliveau‘s wonderful book, ‘the great hopeful someday’]

miss belliveau has been at the forefront of the great inspirators of the ilhu industries ever since i picked up this book some years ago. some people turn to the bible or to that girl who write the harry potters [what’s her name?  doesn’t matter] for spiritual guidance and everything that is down and needing a great uplifting – well, i’ve been using TGHS as this type of guide ever since i laid my filthy paws all over it. [no seriously the once immaculate white cover shows the marked wear of a graphite abuser].

and recently a dear _r gave me her then newest book ‘don’t get lonely don’t get lost’ for x-mass and i just about wet myself.

i am constantly haunted by her writing – the story of being mugged in london has stayed with me ever since the night i cracked it open.

SO IT HAS BEGUN.  THAT LONG LETTING GO.

you get the idea.  i essentially covet e’s work and often find myself melding life scenes together in her line drawing style.

ALL THIS TO SAY

i am so so pleased to see that she will be showing her work at MONASTIRAKI [get there!]

opening tonight!

oh! can you just ~feel~ my excitement oozing out of your screen??

and if anyone has $500 kicking around, my love is once again officially for sale.

Zany Zine Zone

zine sun lovin’

the newest member of the 6PPP family is YARNBOMBING

deluxxe 1st edition of 20 come with 3 MINIBOMBS!

so, if you’re jonesing for some immediate tagging, i’d get it ASAP

sirenomelie

for all those in the greater montreal area

DON’T BURN WITCHES

SEE A SHOW

the work is for sale but the event is FREE!

hope to see you there! [i’ll be the girl with the sequins of course]

bombs not guns

Now the rain’s like gravel on old tin roof
And the Burlinton Northern’s pullin’ out of the world
With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw.
And a Gun Street Girl was the cause of it all.

comfort tagging, yarn bombing, grafknitti [though i’m not much of a knitter]

i do this for many reasons

like rebelling against the colour grey which we are coerced into having a relationship with in this disgusting urban environment

like opening up a dialogue with my fellow citizens.  living in a closed world, the subversive act of doing something unusual in a public space creates a safe place to ask the questions ‘what are you doing?’ ‘who are you?’

this is a good thing, i tell myself

this is not like dancing alone

this is like being something realer

this is reeling from the blow of returning to the [un]fair city.

the light here is not unlike trying to photograph heat
my keyboard is still set to german because i couldn’t stop writing about einstürzende neubauten

here’s to hoping my Ys and Zs are easilz transferable and feral enough to hold their own

in effort to not turn into a sponge, i created a little [semi small] art book of 10 mixed media drawings

to the mewling of our qat outside, i dreamed of hugging and running to the sea.

i wonder what that feels like.

collect all one

so bury these peculiarities with me

BURNING NEW YORK

a 48 page zine about Bergamot and Vetiver, 2 gals with sticky fingers let loose in heatwave new york.  it is both fiction and nonfiction – 24 pages in colour!!!  [that’s why it’s a bit more $ but SO WORTH IT]

he grew sand in his hair

things are gonna change, i can feel it

this one goes out to all the friends and lovers of the evolution

all those who have been told they don’t exist

those deemed not real enough to live

this one is for you —

[translation] there’s a new ZINE in the SHOP

featuring my story ‘the imaginary’ [an edited version of imaginary // a smut of clover] and some of my very favourite things — TRIangles !  thousands of them!

the nasturtiums dont look like they’ll be blooming anytime soon

so i’ve been eating their leaves

a peppery goodness with tofu

because when they do reveal their colours

i won’t be here

WAIT FOR IT

CHEERS NUGGETEERS!

did you know? didnt you know?

ILHU INDUSTRIES HAS LOVED AND EVOLVED HER WAY UP UP

UP !

dont be scared – but things will be very different around here.

STAY TUNED AND PRUNED

cp1919

working best spontaneously, i made this soon after learning that the aesthetic for ‘unknown pleasures’ was actually based off the magnetic field of radio pulsar CP1919.

while it is not an exact replica of the pattern, you get the idea.

this is another sort of exploration of immediate imagery and colour. ive been thinking about animation for a while but the whole thing seems so overwhelming that i just keep tooling around with backgrounds for stop motion instead of troubleshooting real technical blocks like lighting and editing and an actual original score.

i will keep up the embroidery front.  its soothing, fast, and enjoyable.  i’m genuinely impressed with the speed in which i can produce embroidery.  just thinking back technically, i never would have been able to press out 3 samples and 2 pieces in a week – not on my life.  its one of those things where i never really tested my abilities in speed and variation.  at least now i feel confident in having found this, and to now be able to expand on this even further.

going back to me previous post of over 2 weeks ago, i’ve taken heather utah to the tagging fields.  where we stood and took photos of each other in the cold sun.  here, we stood in fields like every other twee fuck on the face of this god forsaken earth and were like soooo inspiring.  so much so, we had to go back to the Industries and photoshop this beyond shitty composite.

to be quite honest i prefer remaining atonal, accdntl. but what do *i* know.

going back to the anarchist garden, i saw that most of the tags [ok all of them, essentially] have survived the winter! any cotton yarn i used lost most of its colour, fading to an unattractive brown. good old acrylic is still going strong after almost 6 months of rain, snow, and sun.

and this guy is still blowing in the wind! you go!

seeing the tenacity and staying power while still being manipulatable [word?] really amazes me, and has crystallized my decision to not gallery myself. this year end show will hopefully be my last. because 5 weeks of work and 1 week of show vs 1 week of work and 6+ months of show kind of speaks for itself. all solo shows all the time? HELLO.

in thread news, i recently received my pair of CHRISTIAN JOY stockings.

and speaking of etsy [saving the plug for last]

I TOTALLY HAVE STUFF UP FOR SALE PEOPLE !

BUY YOUR OFFICIAL ILHU INDUSTRIES SUPPLIES NOW !!

not your average tshirt, this is THE syringe shirt. as seen on ilhu herself, this blastacular design is now available in all sizes.

or would you prefer to dork it out? then metatron’s polyhedra is for YOU.

AND DONT FORGET THE OCTOBUNNYZ!!!!!!!!  custom orders not only available but also desired.

feel free to buy as much owesomeness as you desire.  know that i will forever think you groovy, if these kinds of things are important to you.

because these things are important to me, and youre important to me.

Seasoned Gratings

from all of here at the industries, we would like to wish you, my dear reader, my eternal friends and lovers of the evolution, a most seasoned gratings.

be they juniper, jasmine, bergamot, cinnamon, heather, rosemary, or thyme – let them be the spiciest and sweetest times of our lives.

this year, this summer of 903 and supposed suaveness – full of hope and failure, and peppered with sighs of success, i certainly could not have done it without you.  a very large and sincere thanks to all those who shared beluga with me, and HI to all those new visitors to my corner of the internet.

in other news, i haven’t been working on any projects to show, other than 8 million octobunnies and crustmas gifts for the fam [including a corn on the cob pencil case, a knit hat, waterbottle socks, a necklace, a brooch, and some drawings]

all of which must be finished up and wrapped – and soon enough i’ll be on the road to new york city!  i’ll most likely post a few quick photos from the hotel, so keep your eyes as peeled as tangerines.

keep it glossy glossolalia, lovers.
xoxoxox
ilhu of the industries.