Friday, May 30, 2014

Napping Is The New Living

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

German Finger Wrestling Championship

Pain, pride, and determination in the Alps.

Friday, May 23, 2014

The Stranger, The Stranger, and The Stranger

Mexican artist Jose Dávila reworks the classic climactic scene from The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly using his signature cutout method.
It successfully relies on the score and figures to maintain the suspense of the final standoff.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Monday, May 19, 2014

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Gentlemen of Letters

Dublin has a rich history of hand-painted signs. Colin Brady explores the heritage as well as the modern masters of the craft.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

The Glory of Execution

The Glory of Execution. Darrel Perkins. Linocut. 2014. 8x9.5"

Louis C.K. Quotes

People ask "What happens after you die?" Actually, lots of things happen after you die. Just none of them include you.

“I’m bored” is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless, it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say “I’m bored.”

Friends should always tell you the truth. But please don’t.

Women try to compete. They’re like, “Well I’m a pervert. You don’t know. I have really sick sexual thoughts.” I’m like, “No, you have no idea. You have no idea.” “Cause you see, you get to have those thoughts. I have to have those thoughts. You’re a tourist in sexual perversion. I’m a prisoner there. You’re Jane Fonda on a tank. I’m John McCain in the hut.

If you’re a woman and a guy’s ever said anything romantic to you, he just left off the second part
that would have made you sick if you could have heard it.

People say, “My phone sucks.” No, it doesn’t! The shittiest cellphone in the world is a miracle. Your life sucks. Around the phone.

You’ve got to be optimistic to be single. Stupid. You have to be stupid. That’s what optimistic means, you know? It means stupid. An optimist is somebody who goes, “Hey, maybe something nice will happen.” Why the fuck would anything nice happen?

I finally have the body I want. It’s easy, actually, you just have to want a really shitty body.

Young guys, they’re afraid of women. They’re afraid of their feelings. “My girlfriend’s mad at me!” Well, later she won’t be, fucking calm down. They’re afraid of their bodies, they’re afraid of women’s bodies. “My girlfriend’s having her period, what do I do?” Fuck her in the period hole, you idiot, what’s the dilemma? I don’t give a shit, if you’re having your period, come on over. I’m 41, I’ll fuck the shit out of you, I’ll drink the blood, let’s party.

Some things I think are very conservative, or very liberal. I think when someone falls into one category for everything, I’m very suspicious. It doesn’t make sense to me that you’d have the same solution to every issue.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Teach Your Daughter

Portlandia - Change The World

You guys, we need to mobilize... But look! A party tent!

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Anjana Iyer

Fernweh (German)

Auckland-based designer Anjana Iyer has illustrated one of my favorite things in the world: Words that don't exist in English.

Mamihlapinatapei (Yagan)

Kaapshljmurslis (Latvian)

Komorebi (Japanese)

Gattara (Italian)

Don't Forget

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Sophie Calle - Silence

Every time my mother passed the Bristol Hotel, she stopped, crossed herself, and told us to shut up.
"Silence!" she said, "This is where I lost my virginity."

Ikenaga Yasunari

Japenese mineral and pigment paintings by Ikenaga Yasunari feature wonderful patterning, beautiful drapery and figures, and a soft color palette.

Thursday, May 8, 2014

When You Realize You Forgot to Reverse Your Print...


Metronomy - Reservoir

Missed Connections for A-Holes

Ethan Kuperberg has compiled some of the best passive aggressive and sarcastic posts from Missed Connections. Head to The New Yorker for more.

You: sitting next to your backpack on the Brooklyn-bound L train last night.
Me: super tired, holding onto the rail, standing up. 
I asked you to move your backpack so I could sit down. You said you were getting off in “only one more stop.” I just nodded and looked away. I don’t know if you will ever see this, but if you do I’d love to meet up. Manners are sort of my thing, and I’d love to teach you some.
* * * 
I was at a coffee shop in Park Slope. You were sitting next to me, talking to your friend about how you’re a vegan but you secretly eat eggs. I really wish I had said something to you. Your voice was loud and distracted me from my work.
* * * 
At a bar celebrating my friend’s birthday in midtown. You were wearing Google Glass. I tried to mouth, “You look like a moron.” Did you record that?

Monday, May 5, 2014

Freddie Gibbs on Cocaine Piñata

In April 2013, Freddie Gibbs spoke about his project with Madlib, then titled Cocaine Piñata, with HipHopDX.
"I’ma tell you the truth," Gibbs said. "I had a dream, dog, that I had a little baby. The little baby’s birthday was here and shit. You know I like Latina girls and shit, man. I want to say all of my girls speak Spanish and shit. Anyways, so the baby would probably be a Mexi-nigga or some shit. So it was like a little nigga-Mexican baby and shit. That nigga wanted a piñata, man, in the dream, man. I don’t know. I must’ve been cooking some dope or some shit that week, because the nigga started hitting the piñata, and it wasn’t shit but dope falling out the piñata. I was just like, “Damn, man.” They was just kids playing in the dope. They was just playin’ in the dope. It was little four-year-old kids hitting dope in piñatas. I don’t know. It was a crazy ass dream. So, I just called that shit Cocaine Piñata." 

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Hyper-Focused Table Tennis Players

HyperVocal presents a collection of photos capturing the intense concentration of players staring at ping pong balls.