so. i’m a little compulsive. OK OK OK. i’m ALOT compulsive (and that’s the least of my problems!).
After returning home from the winter trades in February we were fantasmastically extremely busy (WOOT!!!) ..and were still working out of mycarriage house garage. Really. 5 of us. and a dog. and my kids coming and going.
Thankfully we have a wonderful printer that warehouses the majority of our current (200,000??) card inventory for us. But seriously…someone was going to fucking hurt themselves. tripping over boxes and waiting for people to pass and it was loud and no one could concentrate and there wasn’t enough room and it pretty much was sucking big time!
On a Tuesday i said ‘this is bullshit we need to start looking for a place to move’..on wed we saw something, on thurs a.m. we looked at it…on Monday we had the keys. Yup. that’s how I roll.Â
Here’s (finally!) some picks of our new Erin Smith Art digs..
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well, I’m currently renovating the old studio into a home office/whatever room. I’ll have to post pics now of the ‘before’ and ‘after’. I’m just sayin…we moved from 500 square feet into 2500 square feet and filled the place up. I have no idea where the hell everything was. it just was.
cheers, e























laughing in the face of worldmageddon…
humor for me has always been a defense mechanism. i figure..if someone is laughing their heart has to be getting some of that extra oxygen – Â yes?
i think it’s really amazing that people take the time out of their lives to actually email me – letting me know where they’ve seen my art, or sharing how running across my cards in an airport shortened their endless flight delay, or, more recently..how in times of dire circumstances and extreme distress, that my cards were the only ones deemed appropriate.
Really? My cards that people constantly say to me…’these are funny, but who in the world would you give them to?’ Really.
i know that i personally do NOT deal well with uncomfortable sitations involving horrific circumstances. what do you say when there simply ARE NO WORDS? i tend to wait and wait as i try to grasp the situation in my head and usually end up stressed that i’ve waited too long and now what do i do??? Even though i certainly have access to about 157,000 cards on a daily basis…i have to say, damn, i wish i had a card.
a few weeks ago someone called the studio and shared that her best friends fiance had been killed. she was beside herself, obviously, and told us that the only card she found appropriate was our ‘what fresh hell’. Having had a lot personally going on lately with some horrific family and friend circumstances, i found this not in the least surprising. (calling to let us know on the other hand was above and beyond..)
i woke this sunday a.m. to the usual myriad of emails from stores asking questions about blah blah blah and blah.. mixed in with these was an email from a woman that says..
..’got your cards today. have tried to share them as much as possible with all i know..I am expecially excited to hand deliver one to my younger sister in.(Â Â Â Â )…who is in her final stages of brain cancer and her favorite phrase EVER is mother fucker. I know this will certainly bring a much needed smile to her face. AWESOME!!’
i never in my life imagined…there seriously are no words. damn. i fucking love you people.