By an extremely lucky twist of fate, this commemorative homebrew (brewed with Third Assistant Stillwachs on location in Vallejo) is being hand delivered to Matt Cain himself tomorrow. Extreme thanks to Mike Strange. How cool is that!
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I found an exciting new place to display my work. Coyote Counter Collective is what we in the industry call a re-tail space and those who have ever seen a coyote know that motherfucker has one serious tail. Upon reflection I guess it’s a little hard to imagine a coyote ever needing to re-tail so I am not exactly sure if we quite have that right yet. Or perhaps that’s the Counter part.
Anyway it’s a co-op storefront in Oak-land, where the trees are green but the Occupiers are not, and my first official duty as a member was to screenprint a fistful of signs for some to-be-determined guerrilla advertising. They came out well I think–a rehash of my go-to sign in one afternoon design–featuring glyphs from my beloved Remington 333 (eternal thanks for that, Kristin Roeder):
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And here’s what my inaugural hanging looks like in situ.
Oh shit, check this out!!!!
From Lincoln Park at Lands' End
See that??
Let’s zoom in:
…And clean up the picture:
That’s right: it’s the fucking Golden Coyote, sunning itself on the Lincoln Park golf course not 300 yards in front of me!
The only question now is what are the spirits trying to communicate with me?