Saturday, November 9, 2013

Signature Stamp Story

I spent a good chunk of 2007 hungover in Hollywood on Angus Oblong's big purple couch. We rarely missed a party, but always arted in our sober moments, which was when he made me painfully aware of just how idiotic it was for me to only sign my work with my illegible signature, effectively making it impossible for anyone to know who created it. I couldn't imagine changing my signature, but yeah, I need a solution.

One Thursday evening Doreen* came over for her and Angus' weekly wine, cheese and movie night. (During my LA stint I often imposed myself on this ritual.) She was about to be married and brought with her a few tacky butter knives that were proposed for the table setting. She hated them. We watched The Fountain, which we berated as a terrible effort, but has since become one of my all time favorite movies. I'd be ashamed for disliking it the first time around if not for my happy, hazy memories of such a great night, buzzed with good people in The Oblong Palace of Pleasures.

I awoke the next morning on the big purple couch (hungover no doubt), and was compelled to tackle the issue of my signature then and there. Angus and I were participating in a fast-approaching art show and I wanted to be prepared. (I'm pretty sure this was the Golden Gals Gone Wild show curated by the fantabulous Lenora Claire.) From my art supplies case on the coffee table I took my adjustable, rubber date stamp and sliced the individual characters from it with a utility knife. There beside my supplies laid one of Doreen's gawdy, rejected wedding utensils. I folded the blade of it back unto its flowery, iridescent handle and super-glued each letter of my name onto it. If I remember correctly the "W" is an upside down "M" and my shortage of options also resulted in a mismatch in the double "T" of my last name; one with and one without a serif. Whatever. I was prepared for said art show and any other completed artwork in my immediate future. I imagined I'd get a more permanent stamp made later, but there was never any shortage of more important things to drink in Hollywood. That was almost seven years ago and I've used it on every original piece of artwork I've created since. It's also at the header of this website. I've totally owned it.

*Doreen Alexander Child wrote the biography, Charlie Kaufman: Confessions of An Original Mind and is a regular contributor on ScottFeinberg.com, a website featuring original reporting and analysis of major film-related stories. Angus Oblong, the creator of the syndicated cartoon series The Oblongs and author of Creepy Susie, is an all-around fantastic freak who continues to create all kinds of hilarious obscenities. You can patronize his arts at his website and keep up with him on his Facebook Page.

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