Denver’s Dan Ericson (Dunn) is the Johnny Appleseed of heavy metal street instructions. What is barren he makes bloom. (Via)
Archives for 2009
Filmmaker Andrew Filippone Jr. dissects a talking head
May we suggest a Charles Ray with that? (Idea, Robert Mittenthal. Image via)
Stop sign – from Retail Hell
Law Abiding Shopping Cart, via Retail Hell Underground (Related: Not Always Right, via Slog)
Red, white and blue (twice)
Red (Ketchup)
White (Tara Donovan)
Blue (John Grade)
Those are good, but I also like:
Red (Jeff Weinstein, kosher edition)
White (Jack Daws, Serf’s Up! – Chromogenic print of artist-made construction from sand from Florida, 2004)
Blue (Sherry Markovitz, Mortimer and Friends, detail)
Power Aging – not for the fainthearted
Joseph Anthony Velazquez (Via Vermillion)
Dan Webb (Via Greg Kucera)
Jenny Zoe Casey (detail)
Young at Heart sings Road to Nowhere, here. Don’t miss it. (Via Pam Keeley) Also, the eternally great Zimmers sing My Generation, here. Age cannot wither them nor custom stain their infinite variety.
All the econmic news that’s fit to print (in a painting) Part 2
Previous post here. Context? Paul Krugman will do.
Edith Isaac-Rose (Last Supper, detail)
Edith Isaac-Rose (The Cronies)
Nigel Cooke (To Work Is To Play)
Joe Biel
Karen Ganz (Float)
Boom threat: Mount St. Helens broods over the bent world
St Helens super-volcano news here and here. Mark Morford explains it all in Your imminent apocalyptic death. It’s just around the corner. Any minute now. No really, including:
Did you hear? It’s quite possible. Right there, under Mount St. Helens up in Washington state, scientists think they can see a true, epic monster of an eruption brewing, one far more intense than the classic 1980 model, a perfect storm of gasses and pressure and molten magma, all of it the size of, well, a mountain. Times ten.
And so you think, well gosh, thank goodness I don’t live up in Washington state! I shall live far away and watch the pretty eruption, should it happen, on YouTube someday!
How cute you are.
Did you miss the noun? It’s not just a volcano. It’s a supervolcano. The eruption zone potentially spans from St. Helens over to Mount Rainier and Mount Adams … upwards of 75 miles, total. If this region blows, they say it would be the equivalent of the blast that formed Yellowstone National Park a half a million years ago. The spew would block out the sun, worldwide. It would drop the temperature of the planet. For days. Maybe longer. Does it matter? It’s the sun. The sun is sort of important.
We can’t say we weren’t warned.
Bruce Conkle, Middle Kingdom
Earth is Fucked (Blubberlamp IV)
Sleeping alone
Shaun Kardinal at Vermillion to July 5. (Group photo exhibit with Katherine Dyke, Jesse Delira, Aaron Morris and Joey Velazquez.)
All the econmic news that’s fit to print (in a painting)
Anne Karsten, Sink
Come into my parlor, said Obama to the fly
Bothering President Obama is not a good idea if you’re a fly. (Much-watched video encounter here.) There’s something about the president’s calm focus followed by quick action that reminded me of this:
There are always more insects.
The history of the world, my sweet,
Is who gets eaten and who gets to eat.
Sweeney Todd, Stephen Sondheim