Monthly Archives: October 2010

Love Bites?

Start’em Young!

Some of my designer friends are starting to have offspring so I made them some letterpressed one-sies!

If you are not a mac user you may not get these. Regardless, you may find them silly.

I made plenty of extras as well. Look for them in the shoppe soon.

Some of my designer friends are starting to have offspring so I made them some letterpressed one-sies! If you are not a mac user you may not get these. Regardless, you may find them silly. I made plenty of extras as well. Look for them in the shoppe soon.

New Album from The Bees? Yes, Please!

Last night I got my hands on the new album from ,”Every Step Is A Yes”… and it’s wonderful as I expected. They never let me down. You should give them a chance to do the same for you.

(known in the United States as A Band of Bees) are an English band from Ventnor on the Isle of Wight. Although their sound is generally classified as indie rock or psychedelic rock, the band have a colourful range of styles and influences, such as 1960s garage rock, country, reggae and jazz. (Via Wikipedia)

Check their for a free download of the track ‘Silver Line”. It’s a mellow, breezy , slow-burner that will goes down just as well with a sunrise as it does a sunset.

And… here’s the video for their new single, “I Really Need Love”. (I’m diggin’ the graphics.) Enjoy!

Last night I got my hands on the new album from The Bees,”Every Step Is A Yes”… and it’s wonderful as I expected. They never let me down. You should give them a chance to do the same for you. The Bees (known in the United States as A Band of Bees) are an English [...]

NEW! CDR Tees

My friends at PalmerCash have made some new CDR Tees available for Men, Women, Kids… and even Babies.

Check them out HERE… if you are into that sort of thing!

My friends at PalmerCash have made some new CDR Tees available for Men, Women, Kids… and even Babies. Check them out HERE… if you are into that sort of thing!

STOP! THIEF! Seriously?

Those of you who read this blog know that I had this piece in the RE:FORM SCHOOL show that ran this last weekend in NYC. I finally made it out to see the show yesterday and was super excited to comb through all of the work spread over three floors of an actual schoolhouse in Nolita. After walking through each floor a couple of times I began to become concerned that I could not find my piece… SO, I decided to ask.

“I’m looking for the work by Christopher Ryan,” I said to a women at the desk.

“What does it look like?” She said.

“It says Give A Fu…” I began but before I could finish she chimed in.

“That piece was stolen.”

“STOLEN???” I questioned before announcing, “I’m Christopher Ryan. That was my work!”

She grabbed my arm and told me how much they loved the work and that it was stolen on Saturday. I was dumbfounded. I didn’t know what to say. Stolen? An 18×24 inch framed print was taken off the wall, carried down the stairs and out the door. How does this happen? Who is that bold? Should I be flattered or pissed? There were hundreds of pieces in the show… some by big artists. Why chose mine?

Ultimately, I think that I’m pissed. (I’m not pissed at the event organizers. They evidently had ten thousand visitors on Saturday and only one piece was stolen. That’s pretty good I guess.) I am pissed at whoever felt the need to steal the print… from a show about school reform. Not sure what this says about the person… but it sure is ironic. Furthermore, I’m pissed that my piece was absent for two and a half days of a show that only ran for four. Is this karma getting back at me for something?

I wonder… did the thief take it because the liked it or because they were offended by it? I guess I’ll never know.

I suppose on some level they gave a f**k…? Unfortunately, their reaction was not exactly what had in mind.

Those of you who read this blog know that I had this piece in the RE:FORM SCHOOL show that ran this last weekend in NYC. I finally made it out to see the show yesterday and was super excited to comb through all of the work spread over three floors of an actual schoolhouse in [...]