Former Child Star Pencils.

We write a lot, and our utensil of choice is always a pencil.

We choose a pencil because we make mistakes, and using an erasable pen is just not an option. A pencil is also more than just some wood, and graphite, it’s a feeling. The way a pencil glides across paper like a figure skater on ice, the way it sounds as your writing like a symphony. A pencil—like what your making with it—is a work of art. Like people, they are beautiful in all shapes, and sizes.

Pens, however, are none of those things. They’re cold, usually pretty clunky, and are always out of ink. And for that we condemn them to spend there days on the shelves of grocery stores, gas stations, and your local Staples.

So, now we collect pencils, and what better way to start your collection then with a classic red pencil with the phrase FORMER CHILD STAR stamped on it. After all, who isn’t?

These pencils are classic, eraser-tipped #2's, in a bold red that says F-U to every one around you. Made by Musgrave in Shelbyville, Tennessee, and stamped by a 1960s Kingsley Hot Foil Press with a set of all-capitals News Gothic moveable type.

Whether your writing an essay or sketching a portrait our pencil will always have your back.

The Pill

“I took a morning after pill even though he only came in me a little,” said the twenty something woman into her phone. She was standing against the wall of a bustling Whole Foods Market in New York City, confident. “He’s coming over again tonight,” she continued with much excitement, “so I bought more pills just in case.”

As she hung up the phone a slight smirk fell onto her face, though she would most likely be stuck in a perpetual loop of buying, and using morning after pills, she was happy. 


The evening came, and went but the man never texted or called. All feelings of happiness gone as she realized how much money she wasted for him. All the candles melted down into puddles on the table symbolic of her current emotions. But alas, as the clock struck 2AM, her phone buzzed a happy buzz as it received a message: 

You Up?

Suddenly the happiness came back. With her grin from ear to ear she responded:

I am now ;)

First Entry

Captain's log, stardate 41153.7. Our destination is planet Deneb IV … wait this isn't Star Trek. This is my personal Captain's Log as I am the Captain of this ship, the USS Jason Sandagon, a solid, sturdy ship, though I wish it was less sturdy and maybe a little more streamlined but that's neither here nor there.  As I begin this journey as a whole new branded self I hope you, the audience, will stick around for the final curtain (the way I talk that could be soon...). My hopes are high for this new branding of "Jason Sandagon: New York" because I'm no longer putting myself in a box of comedy or a box of photography but in a box of random shit that Max Paxton will eventually remove from your hoarding Aunt's house. 

If this new brand was a song it would be "Runaway Away With Me" by Carley Rae Jepson because there is a lot going on in that song but when you listen to it, it makes you feel something incredible. A tingling feeling, like pins and needles (I'm sorry, my leg is falling asleep, I'm writing this on the toilet). 

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this new branding and I hope you continue to enjoy me. 


Best Regards, 

Jason Sandagon