I’m super pumped to release these new posters into the wild… they are love letters to the landscapes, characters, and structures of Western films and books… 12×18″ letterpress prints.
Today (Friday 12/18) is the last day for regular shipping to guarantee Christmas delivery! We will be still be shipping through Monday 12/21, though Priority or Express rates will take effect. There’s still time to pick up some cards and gifts for your weird relatives!
Also, all prints and posters are 25% off TODAY ONLY! We’ve got something for everyone on your list – the dreamer, the cynic, the geographer, the feminist, and the stoner. Use code FINALCOUNTDOWN at checkout. SHOP NOW!
I’m so pumped to release our new t-shirts!! Two new styles, both of which celebrate the time honored tradition of winking. ‘Tis the season!
We had a great time last weekend at the PHX Flea, and we’re on our way to Fayetteville, Arkansas this weekend for The Little Craft Show, and in Santa Fe for the Makers’ Market on Sunday 12/13. Come on out!
Happy Black Friday, y’all!
We all know that there’s a lot of pressure to spend a bunch of money this weekend. And even though I want/need to make money (this is, after all, how I make my living) I kind of get a little queasy this time of year, what with all the promotions and focus on shopping/spending… and so, I’d like to do something a little different this year. Rather than offer a standard percentage discount off your online purchase, I’d like to let you set the price. Is this a little risky? Perhaps. I’m not exactly trying to give away my work for free, and I am fully aware that I might get consistently low-balled for the next 24 hours. But that’s a risk I’m willing to take in order to give you guys a break and generate a little good karma. I’d like to think that we can all go about this with a spirit of mutual respect.
And so, there are two different ways you can do this, neither of which is terribly sexy, but hey, it’s the best I could do on short notice. Here’s how it works:
Option 1: visit the Power and Light Press online shop and create a regular order – add whatever items to your cart that you want and then, at checkout, simply write in your preferred price in the “notes or instructions” section at the very bottom. Your credit card (or PayPal) will be charged the full amount, and then I will issue a refund for the difference. The shipping costs will not be discounted, sorry.
Option 2: if you’d prefer to not be charged the full retail amount and then be refunded, you can use the big red “PAY WHAT YOU CAN” button below. Click on the button and then, on the next screen, you can write in your desired purchase price (PayPal will want to call it a donation). Once you’ve been redirected to the PayPal site, just write in the items and quantity you’d like to buy where it says “Your Order”. Please reference the product titles from the online shop, and don’t forget to verify your shipping address! And please please please include at least $2 extra to cover shipping costs… these costs add up quickly for me, so I would really appreciate your help to offset some of them.
This deal runs now through midnight, Friday November 27. Git it while you can.
As always, thank you so much for your support over the years. This little greeting card business is very grateful for you. I hope you’re all able to step away from the computer for a minute this weekend and enjoy some time with friends and family… despite the dominant narrative these days, that’s what this season is really all about.
I’m pumped to introduce my new Shopkeep poster series! Because being a shopkeeper can get weird. This series is inspired by the array of little notes taped to the inside of my shop door, for when I need to step out to run errands, or get lunch, or close up for one reason or another. Posters are now available for purchase here.
made in NM, hecho en NM
In July, I took a trip to Spiral Jetty, Robert Smithson’s monumental earthwork on the Great Salt Lake in Utah. On my way there, I ran into a group of three people at a rest stop. They (a woman and two men, all probably in their 30s or 40s) asked me for directions, which I couldn’t really give, as this was my first time there.
“I’m sorry, but I’m not totally sure where I’m going, either,” I said.
“Oh, you don’t live here?”
“Nope, just passing through. Traveling.”
“By yourself?!” the woman asked, looking truly shocked. She then peered over at my car, as if to make sure there really was no husband or brother behind the wheel.
“Well, I have my dog with me.”
I encounter this attitude a lot when I’m traveling by myself. It bothers me, and my instinct is always to react defensively. “Why is this something I shouldn’t be able to do on my own? Is this seriously still a thing?!” I know better than to take it personally. I know it’s not about me but, rather, an archaic attitude about women and independence. But it confounds me. Why does the idea of a woman traveling alone scare people?
Getting defensive never helps, of course, so the best I can do is to just keep on going as a lady traveler, and to talk about it and try to set some sort of example. Maybe that’s too arrogant – I don’t actually think of myself in those terms, as “setting an example” for anyone. I do the things I do because I want to do them – it’s what makes sense to me. But I do think it’s important to try to talk to people who seem afraid of the world around them, or of taking risks or, especially, of being alone.
Of course, there’s the safety issue. Personal safety should always be a concern, whether you’re a woman or not. I enjoy camping alone in a tent in the wilderness. I’ve lived in a truck, often parking for the night on quiet side streets in random towns. And sure, sometimes I’ll get scared – sometimes I’ll hear a bump in the night that makes me sit up straight for half an hour, eyes wide open, as if that will help me see better in the dark, to find the source of that sound. I am not fearless. But I also don’t live in fear. I’ve never owned a weapon of self defense – no gun, no knife, not even a can of mace. It has honestly never even occurred to me to carry any of these things on me while traveling, or in my bag on a daily basis. Yes, shit happens. Sometimes horrible, senseless shit happens to women (and men) who travel alone, or just dare to walk home by themselves late at night. Sometimes just having street smarts isn’t enough. But I refuse to live my life imagining the worst case scenarios at the expense of missing out on all the good stuff.
And then there’s the issue of just being alone. For some people, this is even scarier than things that go bump in the night. But for me, my favorite person to hang out with is myself. And that’s not because I think I’m perfect, or even always awesome. I’ve had my periods of darkness and insecurity (basically all of my mid-20s). But I’ve worked through a lot of that stuff, and now I really do think I’m at least mostly awesome. I like seeing how I’ve grown up. Of course, I can still be an asshole to myself sometimes – beating myself up for no good reason. But I always make up with myself, because I know how special my relationship with myself is. All my other relationships will suffer if I don’t first get right with myself. And so I relish the long stretches of silence when I travel alone, those hours and days when I just get really into my own thoughts and then, sometimes, even get past my own thoughts to where I’m not even having any thoughts. It’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to meditation.