Kids! Secretly spy over walls and around corners without anyone seeing you!
Batman cereal prizes circa 1966 :: scanned from Chip Kidd’s Batman Collected :: Little, Brown & Company :: 1996
March 16th, 2012
March 6th, 2012
(via anything-artsy)
Call it the ultimate surrealist presentation. Dali Miami is set to shake up the artistic establishment when it unveils its 200-piece collection at the Moore Building in Design District, a galaxy far away from the confines of any of the largely underwhelming local museums. In addition to sculptures, paintings, and whatnots, there will be a continuous showing of the 1929 film Un Chien Andalou, the iconic 17-minute French film that explores the destructive elements of the psyche and unconsciousness, collaboration between Salvador Dali and director Luis Buñuel. Not phantasmagoric enough for ya? Consider this: for the opening night celebrity chef Adrianne Calvo will recreate recipes inspired by Les Diners de Gala, the cookbook Dali completed as an homage to his wife Gala. A test pilot for what organizers hope to become a jacked-up artistic tour de force, Dali Miami is as ambitious as the eccentric artists, who drove around in a Rolls Royce filled to the max with cauliflower. And if all goes according to the master plan, the producers are taking this show on the road.
February 24th, 2012
Eat a third and drink a third and leave the remaining third of your stomach empty. Then, when you get angry, there will be sufficient room for your rage.
Babylonian Talmud
February 21st, 2012
Photo Courtesy: shelikeshope
locomotive mirror.
Lying up in bed with a bag of gold fish,
right before sleep and I’ll be dreaming of death
with a shortness of breath
I’ll be sleeping with the fishes.
I forgot to do the dishes
and live more like a minimalist
this afternoon,
so naturally I won’t sleep very well tonight,
regardless of sheets tucked in coffin tight,
regardless of camomile rituals by bed light.
The white noise on my white phone can wipe out the depth
of my functional brain waves like brain wash,
the night watch, turning brains into porridge
or oatmeal or hot cereal or cream of wheat,
but I’d take the nothingness over nightmares most nights.
Sometimes I like the challenge
in spite of the nature of the torture,
the hare never did beat that tortoise,
and I’d like control of my thoughts,
eventually.
Maybe dreaming is like sneezing
that fluctuates with breathing
and seasonal colds and pet allergies,
pass me that aprodine please
to regulate nasal spasms, tensing muscles,
sporatic flailing reations, without that drowsy side effect.
NyQuil doesn’t parallel and battle the irrational
blood spill in my dreams irrigating imaginary soil,
all the hatred conceived.
February 17th, 2012
February 9th, 2012
December 20th, 2011
My dearest friend, if you don’t mind, I’d like to join you by your side where we can gaze into the stars…
December 7th, 2011
The Lumineers <3
November 30th, 2011
how do you tell a girl how amazing she is and how you want her more in your life, with out seeming crazy sounding since its almost out of the blue?
Asketh - keepah
I feel like that’s something anybody would want to hear. Everybody wants to be wanted, kids grow and life gets a little harder to stay in touch, I still think everybody’s a little crazy. Tell the lady. xo
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