I’ve done so many lettering and calligraphy pieces over the years, like you guys wouldn’t believe. I’ve sat down and sifted through them and picked some 100+ artworks for a brand-new compilation zine.
For your enjoyment and inspiration, you get 100 pages of black-and-white lettering. It’s FREE up on my Gumroad — although, as per usual, I would really appreciate tips!
Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and please spread the word!
A little write up that My Old Kentucky Blog did on me last year.
Featuring my “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” cover and some very awesome comparisons to John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats and Jonathan Richman of the Modern Lovers.
Sharon’s feed was rather blurry for us but Michelle said her version was fine so she will put it up soon.
Here it is: 59 mins of April and Sharon chatting about acting, filming, singing, My Mad Fat Diary, Brief Encounters, Mountain Goats, Two Doors Down and a load more!
My first time on top of a 14er!! Although I drove to the top it was still a very special experience. I had just come from 500 ft elevation so I could definitely notice the difference in the air. I saw tons of mountain goats and sheep, which was also a first for me!
Video taken by reporter Ashley Ahearn who was backpacking in the Cascades on assignment.
The first question of the morning: How badly do I have to pee?
At 5 a.m., in the semi-dark backcountry of Olympic National Park, at 5,000 feet of elevation, in primo mountain goat and bear habitat -– that’s actually a pretty tough question.
I lie in the tent listening to the thump, thump, pitter, pitter of a family of mountain goats –- a couple of mamas with babies probably born earlier this spring –- as they trot around the campsite, baaaing softly to one another.
They are looking for urine because people pee is for mountain goats what catnip is for cats. They’re fiends for it. They fight over it. And right now, I am in possession of a lot of mountain-goat catnip.
I wait until I can’t hold it any longer and then I zip out of my safe little tent and walk a couple hundred yards over to a nearby rockface, my camera strapped over my shoulder. The goats are there within minutes…
