dreams of an era

this antique dress, from the 1920s, was something my mom picked up when she was a girl. it's made of delicate tulle net, banded by satin ribbons. it is disintegrating and has new rips every time i get it out of the garment bag. i think it might have been a wedding dress. i've only worn it out of the house once -- to the closing of the Ice Factory, almost exactly five years ago. that was a magical heartbreaker of a party, and the end of an era.

crow the painter

shua painted this on sueded board. it has a softer feel than a lot of the illustrations we've worked on. the shoes are vintage givenchy, from the 70s.