"You are what you love
not what loves you back."
-Jenny Lewis with The Watson Twins
-"You Are What You Love"
Monday, July 30, 2007
Quotes
To Check Out
Laura Park (aka featherbed) - Funny comics, great flyers and other ephemera.
Laura Park (featherbed)
William Schaff - Has done album covers for Okkervil River, Songs: Ohia and others. Disturbing and beautiful imagery.
William Schaff
I Saw You: Missed Connection Comics - A book of comics pulled from "missed connections" ads. Very funny stuff. Coming out in 2008.
I Saw You
Labels: art, comics, missed connections
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Versatile Art
I signed this in all four corners, so it can be hung in any way and no one can tell you it isn't right side up.
Versatile art! Wave of the future!
"Art class.
It does involve shaking your ass."
-Superchunk
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Picks
Movies:
Twin Town
Books:
Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman - Good Omens
Music:
Buffalo Tom - Three Easy Pieces
Jason Isbell - Sirens of the Ditch
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Babelizer
It translates English text into several languages and back again until it makes no sense whatsoever.
Give it a try!
www.tashian.com/multibabel/
Text as typed:
To be or not to be, that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind
To suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take up arms against a sea of troubles
And thereby opposing end them.
Translated several times:
The excess to determine or tis because it is not, this ' effect of the
part outpost the more splendid resistance and the cruel lucky person
of the arrow suffers of the internal part or the question to take from
the handspike and closes the cleared excess of the carrier of the sea
that is these summaries are the question had indicated.
Labels: babel, translation
Monday, July 9, 2007
Songwriter's Block
The vine comes groping down
To encapsulate your spine
The show only ever stops
To watch you slowly drown
And the clowns laugh no matter
Whether the joke is funny or not
Louder and louder grows the ticking
As you keep up the light switch flicking
Pay attention to detail when you
Hear the confessing bastards of jazz
And the lyrics all seem clichéd
Once you’ve written your first song
The fuzztone is too much
Hurt feelings are your crutch
You asked for her love and
She came away untouched
Now don’t you feel useless and such
Labels: poetry
Brown Truck
I was stopped at a streetlight and I noticed a brown truck pull up next to my car. There was a confederate flag sticker in the middle of the cab window. It wasn’t a new truck. On the tailgate, a large white paper sign had been taped. It was fastened by four pieces of large, clear packing tape. The sign was lettered in thick, black marker. It read, “I am gay by choice” and below that was a telephone number. I don’t know if this was a prank or this guy’s idea of an effective way to corral gay dates. If the latter, you would think he could’ve at least have sprung for a professional-looking magnetic sign. He’s certainly not going to be getting any calls with that cheap thing.
Labels: observation