Why haven't there been any Haikus, Anthony. WTF? What are we paying you for anyway?

First of all, I've not been near a computer, or sick as hell and not in the mood to be poetic (unless you want to hear poems about mucous and sinousoidal pus -- YUM!)

Secondly, you don't pay me, punks.

Anyway, I haven't got a lot of time here to tell you about the ( Read more... )

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Not to sound like an egotistical punk (but I am, so what-what?), but I freaking rawk.

( poster pop under the cut )

Now this blog is going to sound like complaining, but believe me, it's not. I'm overjoyed to be back in a groove where imaginative ideas come, to paraphrase Paul Klee, from the void like ripe, graphic fruits ( Read more... )

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I love my friends:

E-Lo: "Dude, I HATE loud mopeds. They suck hairy, dirty balls!"

Me: "Yeeeah, Jus' like yer MOM."

E-Lo: "Shoot. Only cos she learned it from yours."

Counterveil: "Yeah, but it was because she did it to your mom first."

[everyone laughs]

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Samwise: "Sh*t! It's my mom's birthday!" [runs to the phone]

*******

Check the fly new eyewear, ( Read more... )

An incredible mural that depicts evolution in a rather trilobite-in-cheek way.

A Jackson Pollock simulator.

Creepy/fun public art installations.

Fun with time-lapse photography.

This photograph is very cool. And it freaks me out and is likely to give me nightmares.

Need help imagining the 10th dimension?

A personal little essay by Einstein.

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That was hella fun! Less a gallery show, more a nite club. I got my dance on, yo! I'd still be in there if it weren't so crowded. Now I'm just waitin' for the rest of my crew so we can bounce.

Far as the submission went, well... I got a good feelin'. And, hells, there's always next month.

So I'm on my way to the Juxtapoz Magazine submission event and I'm terribly nervous. I mean, I feel confident and sure of myself, but I still have an intense amount of stage fright. Funny, considering all I'm doing is essentially dropping off a disc... I doubt I'll even need to engage anyone in conversation. Yet ( Read more... )

Well, I was going to take this opportunity to talk about the moment of Kensho I felt Monday night, but I'd rather not. The events leading up to, during, and after a bit personal, really. Even for a blog. And, well, honestly, I'm feeling rather mysterious and esoteric today. So ( Read more... )