IMPORTANT SWEATSHOP ANNOUNCEMENT.

There’s a SWEATSHOP in about eleven hours that is cutting out even more slack between patrons and the artists they feed.  I mean, haven’t you ever wanted to just dangle a gobbet of lemon chicken over an artist’s snapping, slavering maw?

Well, thanks to the brilliant minds behind SWEATSHOP, now you can!

That’s right.  Sunday SWEATSHOP cuts out the middle man, and lets you, the faithful patrons of the arts, feed the artists directly.

HOW IT WORKS: I’ll have a SWEATSHOP account set up on Eat24Hours.com, a website that acts as a portal to every delivery restaurant with an online menu.  You, the Sweaty Victims Unit, will be able to order food directly to the studio in order to sustain the artists during our long haul.  Bay Area locals are welcome to drop sustenance off in person, and come in for a studio visit.

But Eliza, you moan, isn’t that DANGEROUS?  Won’t creepy skidstains from internets unknown start showing up at your door??  It’s possible, sure!  But ya see, I live on the edge.  And by “the edge”, I mean surrounded by large roommates and behind three locked doors.  If I can survive in North Oakland for two years with no shrapnel to show for it, I think I can handle having my studio address accessible to people who want me to eat hot gooey pizza and draw pictures for them.

(Also, if you stalk me, I will fucking shoot you.  I used to bullseye Diet Coke cans with my dad back home, they’re not much bigger than your grotesquely tiny head, you FUCK.)

Join SWEATSHOP raconteur Eliza Gauger, surrealist horror painter Clayton Chenault, and filthy beat-dropping DJ Velveteen for 12 hours of completing old commissions, drawing new batmans, talking chatroom shit, and auctioning original art, all live on camera.

Tune into SWEATSHOP Sunday (today) at 12pm PST, and watch Eliza’s Twitter for details about auctions, ordering noodles, and so on and so forth.

We’re just going to spend the money on chow mein anyway, why not streamline the process?

☆ SWEATSHOP is here.
☆ Eliza’s Twitter is here.

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Join us. 
Nurse your insomnia. 
Work harder, for less money. 
SWEATSHOP.  SWEATSHOP.  SWEATSHOP.