Beckett.

Beckett. Again.

Beckett. Again.

After a year of writing nonsense on the calendar, I finally cut something out and glued it on. Not much of a collage, but that tab of acid was the start of this trip.

After a year of writing nonsense on the calendar, I finally cut something out and glued it on. Not much of a collage, but that tab of acid was the start of this trip.

Exacto blades. Wine cork.

Exacto blades. Wine cork.

About My Wiener

The dachshund collages originated in a Christmas present from my mother. If you have a mother like mine, then she adopts a keen interest in your most trivial affairs. Beckett, for instance, is my wife and I’s dachshund and thus he is, for all intents and purposes, my mother’s grandson. My mother loves her grandson and as a result she is incapable of passing up any dachshund-related nonsense she comes across.

One of the many items she has sent our way was a 2012 Daily Dachshund Calendar: each day featured a new page with a photo of a dachshund in a ridiculously adorable setting. The calendar went on our kitchen counter and every morning, usually while making coffee, I would get out a Sharpie and vandalize the daily doxie image with a strategically placed mustache, or a rude caption, or a stupid thought bubble, or something. At the end of the year I returned the defaced collection of dachshund images to my mother as a Christmas present with a note that read, “Here’s your fucking calendar back.”  

My parents really enjoyed the 2012 calendar, so I found a copy of the 2013 Dachshund Daily Calendar and decided to do the whole thing over again. It wasn’t until nearly three months into 2013 that I actually cut something out and glued it to the calendar. The 2/26 dachshund had a big ole tongue, so I cut out a little “tab of acid” and stuck it in his mouth. The caption read: “Doxes. Doses.” That’s when it hit me, “Oh. Collage.” And it’s been collages ever since.

Aside from being a gift for my parents, the collages became an exercise in creativity. At the time, I had a soul-crushing job that was rendering me mentally bankrupt, so the collages provided a creative outlet each day that kept me from going completely berserker. I gave myself an assignment: make a piece of art every day for one year. And on February 26, 2014, I completed the task: one year of dachshund collages.

I’ve continued doing them on a nearly daily basis ever since using only a daily dachshund desktop calendar and found images from books and magazines. They’re all made from paper and assembled with a knife and glue. Many of the better examples are shown here on the site in the galleries, but you can see the entire collection on my Instagram feed: @acidinvader.

Selected limited edition prints on high quality archival paper are available in the store. It's a calendar, so get your mom a birthday wiener for her birthday.  —Dave Carnie