I love claymation, and the creepier the better. This is from The Adventures of Mark Twain, a children's movie that was consequently banned because of well things like this. It's really a very intricate movie, with the scenes based on stories and characters by twain.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
No Bones
The Head of Leviathan by unknown artist
Skeleton by Alice Neel
Clothesline by Jean Shin
Almost a skeleton.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Kat Attack
Friday, July 30, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Smokers Cough
There's that woman again
Buying milk and her cigarettes
Tits hanging out to attract the cashier
Whose eyes have never been north of her neck.
That woman who takes the city bus
Always downtown, never up
To smoke her brand
A pack won't last till tomorrow.
I saw a girl in her once
One that adored a Georgia O' Keefe
Where did those flowers grow cruel and rough?
Behind those tar black lungs and smokers cough.
Doesn't matter to her now
Her garden, dead from ashtray debris
Weeds enveloped the corners
Oh, how she clings to those weeds now.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Ghetto Makeover
Dolk and Pobel
Vexta & Minigraph
Banksy
Dolk and Pobel
Well, my brother introduced me to really interesting street art. This is what I've gathered up since.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
I'll Eat the Sun
Goat Shit
Celestial Splendor
Spector Hector
Civil Conduct
Fiddle Tim. The artist of these wonderful pieces. Surprisingly, I did not find out about the soldout Scumfuck show in LA by being obsessive over Cobain or Love and happening upon their daughters art. And for the same reason I'll treat these as I would any artist, and forget that her parents are the most infamous musicians of the 20th century.
I adore the notebook style of these and the odd captions. A little disturbing, and oh so lovely.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Postless
Haven't made a post in awhile, haven't thought of anything to say. So enjoy some of The Kills.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Seurat, the Drawings
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Dylan the Villain
One More Cup of Coffee - Bob Dylan & Joan Baez | video.mynet.com
Are all artists painfully disturbed? It seems so rare that someone with talent might be happy or secure.
Maybe we should just take it with a grain of salt, and thank some almighty power for the mental cases
of this world.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Virginia Slims
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Veggie fails
A few of my sketches. People do pretty fucked up things with vegetables, I suppose this is my view on vegetarianism.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Grunge and the Kinderwhore
http://woogiejacksvintage.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-day-is-itits-vintage-monday.html
Grunge music and grunge style are a highlight of North American culture in my books. Though, modern grunge is so drab. They really should be taking ques from Hole's Courtney Love, one of the original Kinderwhores. This style is defined by dingy florals and ripped babydoll dresses paired with tights and mary janes. Though my favorite part of gunge, doc martens aren't incorporated as much, I love the pairing.
Grunge music and grunge style are a highlight of North American culture in my books. Though, modern grunge is so drab. They really should be taking ques from Hole's Courtney Love, one of the original Kinderwhores. This style is defined by dingy florals and ripped babydoll dresses paired with tights and mary janes. Though my favorite part of gunge, doc martens aren't incorporated as much, I love the pairing.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Polaroid Panic
The Kills, polaroid photography
www.polanoid.net
The Kills, polaroid photography.
My first post, so I thought I'd start with a bang. Or rather a flash. This blog will be about arts, others art and some of my own. Of vastly different varieties!
Anyhow, I've been head over heels for polaroid photography for quite some time now. Strangely hazy and distinct, the photos are what they are. No digital fiddling. That alone may always make them one of my favorite art forms.
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