Tuesday, May 24, 2011

from enthusiastic novices

This was the first thing I stumbled upon whilst mining the depths for ore. I'm excited to be going to the big city (barefoot, overalls, chewing straw). Skull & Crossbones-themed craft project is inevitable this visit. That one fight in that one Matrix movie where there's like a million of that one guy would have been great as a dance sequence. Has anyone put CGI to its natural good use, which is, of course, ginormous Busby Berkeley dance numbers? Gorgeous propaganda While we're on the Russians, I love an exploded view diagram. Ornate snuff boxes and tankards and shit. To give you some idea of the scattershot (dare I say slipshod) nature of the remaining that will clear out links from since forever ago, here is everything you need to know about mustard. oritsunagumono, indeed.



New York in my mind is a movie and I can't wait to be in it.


Obligatory Japanese graphic design post.


Obligatory Russian photo site.


Something borrowed, something blue, some French art/theater magazine covers.


fish pictures


Dolls


exploded view diagrams, exploded view people diagrams.


more than just a pretty face.


imaginary opera costumes


What's your sign? Auaricapricornius?


All these people wanted to do the weather.


James Jean has done some of my favorite comic book covers. They aren't here.


smut

clothes smut





Oh my god. It's full of 78s.


more Russians






roanoke


New York is dirty and in the 70s in my mind.

I'll talk to you soon.

Monday, April 25, 2011

hey yourself

Spring Cleaning, hard and fast. This slate is dirty.

From an half-informed anthropological standpoint, speaking in tongues in the context of teeny windowless backwoods churches like this can and does come across as creepy, to be generous. It makes me think about how rad some pagan rites must have been before christians turned them into easter.



Edgard Varèse said the modern-day composer refuses to die. There's a ton of recordings of classical composers that remains listenable here.


Movie Barcodes







Miscellaneous illuminated manuscripts


I could flip through fashion plates for days. The essays on fashion theory here are interesting, but it leads my mind to wonder about theoretical fashion.


In the iconography of iconography, there is a better symbol for a generic star than מָגֵן דָּוִד
That one already means something.

It's the Star of Goloka, the residence of Krishna, a world of cows in which he performs his grand cosmic play, or something along those lines. I don't know. Freud said that sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.

I'mma 'bout to drop some science.


Chinese opera masks, all day.


Mark Twain is one of my favoritest Americans.


Rock


Eyes



How the pin-up sausage gets made


This is one of my favorite rabbit-holes.


no jazz flute


a place in case the world just ends





Anita Berber


paper letters


abandoned Russian place


this is all nails


These are like a visual Turing test. Which are robots?


oh my god. it's full of stars.


These watermelons are made of paper.


nocturnal onion towers


unstuffed animal rugs


Suehiro Maruo is Japanese and creepy. I remember poring over his stuff on old John Zorn albums as a teenager.


Tinker to Evers to Chance


I will make it to Carnival someday.


every cassette ever... seriously. every.



nomadak tx 1 from tuva on Vimeo.


I'm glad it's Spring.