I just watched Crumb for the first time this week, and it left me with the overwhelming desire to cross-hatch.

But also these drawings are from before then. My bedroom window looks out onto what used to be Ebbits Field and is now a wasteland of fast food franchises and awkwardly place, random trees growing from the sidewalk.

Hey Blue Chairs.

A few months ago I posted the rejected design for Night For The Fight, a fund raiser for Lupus. The final, approved design has just started circulating. If you are a young professional with some extra bucks for a good cause, you can buy tickets here

flash delirium

Oh hey guys,
so posting on the blog.... yeah.
Let me tell you about the only remotely interesting design thing I've done all year.

As all of us who watched the TV show House thought lupus was a completely fictional disease, I know. But it's real and it's pretty awful and my friend Becky is very involved in raising funds for research.

Balls, I should have a link to like her fund raising page or something... oh well.

Anyway, I'm donating my time (copious) and talents (limited) to the cause by designing some invitations.

I submitted two designs. She said they really liked the first one, and we're going to keep working forward with that one. She did not comment on the second design -pictured below. heh.


In retrospect, the sci-fi paperback look might not have been entirely appropriate for a fundraiser for a deadly disease. But I had to get it out of my system.

art works

I've been slowly slowly slowly redoing my portfolio. It's been an uphill battle. First there was redoing the website, and as soon as I got a handle on that whole html/css thing, I realized I simply do not think a single thing in my portfolio is good enough for the internet.

And that's saying something. I don't know if you've seen the internet lately, but it's been hosting stuff like this and this

So anyway, I've been touching up some old projects. Here's a little beauty from junior year that I just finished last weekend, making it the oldest AND newest thing in my portfolio.

i loved that girl with all my part – but i only loved the upper part

it's almost not anywhere near valentine's day, but all the other blogs are posting their valentines day fare already, and as you all know, the blue chair collective is constantly, desperately striving to be a normal, accepted blog like all the others. i did these two drawings about a year ago. they're actually the last two thirds of a tryptic but apparently i never scanned the first one. it's the story of a sailor who falls in love with a mermaid, but things don't exactly work out.

when life gives you glitter

i felt like i should post something. back at christmas time my sister and i made some lemon cookies and we put them in boxes and i made labels to put on the boxes and here are three of them, before we colored them in with colored pencils. my grandma was VERY impressed with the one we gave to her.

a tree grows in connecticut

hello friends, it's been a while: since i posted to the blog and since i made this poster for CT NOFA. For serious, i made this during labor day weekend, and it's not even really done; the wording is not entirely correct and don't you think that corn came out kind of dark?

anyway, if you're an organic farmer in the nutmeg state (and according to blue chair collective readership studies, most of you are) you'd best heed the advice on my poster and begin cultivating an organic connecticut.

to the rest of you: happy winter solstice holiday! see you next year

love, sally tempo

lord knows i'm a voodoo child

I spent this weekend watching old film noirs (films noir?) with my mom and making this set of tarot cards. The goal was to do a lot of little drawings really fast without thinking too much about what i was going to do. It was a good creative exercise, and I suspect it's a lot more Jungian and supernatural-y that way, right?




I think the knight or the pope are my favorites. what do you think?
I'm reading up on fortune telling; come out this weekend and i will read your future

guys, we suck at this

holy smokes, has it been almost another month without a post? blue chairs, we have got to step it up. In the interest of keeping the blog from atrophy-ing and succumbing to whatever horrible fate befalls abandoned blogs, I'm posting this mural of Miles Davis that i painted in my high school in 12th grade. Now THAT is fresh.

guysguysguysguysguys

i have a website
clementineswan.com

lost in the shuffle

2 drawings

Being Don Draper has kept be pretty busy lately, but I wanted to throw some sketches out there, just to keep my hand in.




The first done on a perfectly lovely sunday afternoon while drinking country club with Kelsey on the roof of Lina's apartment,. The second, the product of an equally lovely evening with Elke by the Brooklyn Bridge. See how easily I'm influenced by others? Wouldn't you agree this trait makes me uniquely qualified to work in advertising?

hay guys

while I'd like to say that i finally have something to post, the truth is I just wanted to share this with you all...
I'm sorry I've disappointed you. I'll make something for real soon.
Love,
Sally Tempo

good to logo

who doesn't love LOGOS?

what do you want?!

from a while ago; rescued from obscurity with the encouragement of betty machete. it's not about YOU get over yourself.

old skool

Hemingway and my roommates are all good sports.

bottles inspired by bottles

some portfolio pieces, photographed by who other than nate?


this was my interpretation of postpartum depression. i'd like to do more illustrations in which i actually construct something. it would mean a lot of extra work for nate though.




two wine bottles from last semester. Both have a quiet violence and inky undertones. If you look closely, you can see us in the reflections on the bottles. and you can tell that i haven't cleaned the kitchen in a while.




and lastly, the urb gardens... get it? who knew i liked bottles so much.

BOOK 'EM

two project from last semester that i finally finished tonight while i was stuck in the perfect storm of literally nothing else to do (working the graveyard shift in the computer lab during spring break and the internet was down). A Tree of Night is a collection of Truman Capote's early stories inspired by childhood anxieties. The vignettes on the toile each representation of one of the stories. The painting on SeLeCTeD POeMS is inspired by the the little horse is newlY and the type/ornamentation is supposed to reference the leather bound poetry volumes of yore.

next up, hastily-scribbled, chocolate-smeared drawings from belgium!

the dinosaur effect

I made this for the "What I Did Over Winter Break" illustration assignment and I'm working on developing it into a poster. Still in the futzing around phase.

valentine i made for my grandma this year

not just an urban myth