Sunday, December 21, 2008

The Tragedy of White Injustice


At least in Twitter Venn, Holyfield is way ahead. The giant Russian stood still in the center of the ring, jaw dropped in face of extremely agile rope-a-dopes. Even though, he maintained the title. On Holyfield trunks was stamped Psalm 107:20, which reads: He sent his word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions (King James). Oh, Great Bearer of Primo Carnera, have faith, you will enter Heaven, and not the least injustice will be done to you!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Strange Love


I knew this would happen sooner or later. But I’ve never been told that Allende (Cybersyn Project) or Habermas (International World Order) were dictatorial control freaks...

Sunday, December 07, 2008

So the hippies think they're in with time




I’ve found by chance this amazing video showing British beatniks being despised by some Cornwall shore city council. It is amazing because, although the Gregorian calendar punctuates the year of 1960, most of the male rebels have long hairs, predicting years before a hippy trend.

Gunpowder


I’ve been noticing young ladies (say, less than 20) loaded with facial make-up, most specific, colour correction powders. Why?? I have a theory: they are terrible sad. And I’m using as evidence a recent declaration called out by the goddess of the goddess, Jane Birkin (62 years old to be completed next 14th December): “Smiling has the same effect as a face lift. A vague smile into the future. And only minimal make up. At 15 or 16 young girls look lovely with lots of makeup and lipstick. But I keep it to a strict minimum."

Thursday, December 04, 2008

To My Über Girlish Friend


Nor is there any thing unnatural or extravagant in the supposition, that my dear, dear Jenny may be my friend! Friend! My friend. Surely, Madam, a friendship between the two sexes may subsist, and be supported without -- Fy! Mr. Shandy. Without any thing, Madam, but that tender and delicious sentiment which ever mix friendship, where there is a difference of sex. Let me entreat you to study the pure and sentimental parts of the best French romances; it will really, Madam, astonish you to see with what a variety of chaste expressions this delicious sentiment which I have the honor to speak of, is dress'd out.

[From Life And Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne]

Monday, November 24, 2008

Lost Arrondissement


My friend Paul Pangaro and his wife, CJ, were walking in Paris near the Pantheon, when they came across this peculiar street. Certainly, not part of Haussmann's renovation of the city. [photo by Pangaro]

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Hot Wheels


The Twin Vibes and their maroon phaedra (being the "ae" a ligature) [YF81. 1937 CORD PHAETON CONVERTIBLE. rich maroon color with removeable textured tan top, matching upholstery. superior detailing throughout. detailed interior, opening doors. Hood opens to reveal powerhouse engine! issued in 1999 and long discontinued. a true classic! includes the schematics, owners manual and certificate. MINT with original molded Styrofoam box. 99.50]

Thursday, November 06, 2008

It Had to Be You


The wedding of Slavoj Žižek, a dialectical-materialist philosopher, with an Argentinian top model. The bold is mine.

Saturday, November 01, 2008

Soul Sister


This is Natacha Atlas (born March 20, 1964), according to Wikipedia, she is a "Belgian singer known for her fusion of Arabic and North African music with Western electronic music". Great singer. I've found her via KCRW. And you know what? She was born on the same day as me! Squarely lovely, isn't?

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Future Nights


Joyce Carol Oates has put out her last book, Wild Nights!: Stories About the Last Days of Poe, Dickinson, Twain, James, and Hemingway. I guess she wish she were Dickinson, inasmuch her impersonation in the picture above. One of the short stories is "EDickinsonRepliLuxe," a tale of a suburban couple that purchases a Dickinson android. Maybe this incursion into sci-fi has as precedent the collection of ten stories by Lovecraft compiled by her. The title of the new book refers to the following inspired Dickinson's verses:

Wild Nights – Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile – the winds –
To a heart in port –
Done with the compass –
Done with the chart!

Rowing in Eden –
Ah, the sea!
Might I moor – Tonight –
In thee!

Monday, August 18, 2008

Saturday, July 19, 2008

My Heroes


Today, the climbing to artistry celebrity is an “anything goes” process. Poor devils, fuckheads and losers of all types would cut one of their fingers to get a spotlight, to be publicized somehow, to appear in the social columns, to attain a dubious and frivolous title (as “curator”). It is the sickness of the modern era, a pathological aspect of human behavior. That’s exactly why characters as Ferdinand Waldo Demara, Jr and B. Traven should be praised and admired. The former, immortalized by Toni Curtis in the film The Great Impostor (1961), was a man who had a penchant to be specialist without being specialized in anything, becoming a marine, a monk, a surgeon onboard a Canadian Warship, and a prison warden. The last was a mysterious writer who never revealed his true identity, and was supposed to be Jack London, Ambrose Bierce, an American millionaire, a Black American ex-slave, Frans Blom, a leper, Mexican President Adolfo Lopez Mateos, the President’s sister (Esperanza), August Ribelje, Jacob Torice, Mexican President Elias Calles, a chief editor of a German Publisher, Cap'n Bilbo, Arthur Breisky, a group of writers in Honduras and a group of leftist Hollywood scriptwriters. Authentic anarchists types that are scarce in the wasteland we call academy and art world.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Latin Tiki Trick


Dr. Sam Tee, a lost variety of cocktail container typical of Tiki culture, appears in the last Señor Coconut video clip, a cover of “Da Da Da” (right). In the menu of the Hawaiian Village, Tampa, Florida (left), one can read its naive description: Those oriental doctors know something. This drink is prescribed for the timid, the daring, the young in heart. A tropical adventure with delectable rums (Tiki Modern, Sven A. Kirsten, Taschen).

Monday, May 19, 2008

A Scanner Darkly


Nazi stamp found on the cover of Danicorum monumentorum (via the excellent BibliOdyssey), by Ole Worm (1643). Light and darkness interlaced. Calls for that famous phrase in Corinthians 13, now reworked by Joyce: In reply to a question as to his first sensations in the great divide beyond he stated that previously he had seen as in a glass darkly but that those who had passed over had summit possibilities of atmic development opened up to them.

Monday, April 14, 2008

For Your Eyes Only


A good soul has scanned several issues of Serai, a stunning premium magazine about Japanese art and culture (fine gastronomy very nicely included!). You don’t know how to read in that language? Well, if blind children learn the verb 'see', then you can learn the expression "eat with the eyes".

Saturday, March 29, 2008

The Buckwheat and the Sword


For years I’ve been looking for the right name of those traditional Japanese symbols that clans had commissioned for heraldic purposes. Serendipity has worked today in the pages of March edition of Monocle magazine: the famous brewery Kirin is now mass-marketing their shochu brand Tarucho, packaged in rectangular coated paper boxes covered by illustrations of key ingredients in the form of kamon. I don’t remember where I’ve seen those symbols… I guess in some samurai movie?

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Seyrig-“A” For Ever!


Will Delphine Seyrig ever become old? I don’t think so. Photogenic rejuvenation through cinema, would say Musil… And, yes, Last Year at Marienbad was based upon The Invention of Morel and “A” is Faustine (rather than Louise Brooks!). Seyrig-“A” is a virtual being roaming eternally the platonic meadows of my mind.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Connecting Calligraphies


Nary has a case of connectionism gone unnoticed by me, with no exceptions. I’ve learned recently the word Umwelt and it inspired me to do a drawing using Documenta font Schild. Today, running my eyes over a big archive of photos of D12, I’ve bumped into a piece done by Mira Schendel, a Brazilian artist known for employing eccentric typography in her work. Coincidence? Or another case of authorless ideas?
UPDATE (3/02): More images of "Umwelt und Mondo" here and here.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Another Plug


Last night I woke up with the city sounds, but they were not at all poetic: it sounded as if Brobdingnagian king was mixing home made tractors inside a gigantic shaker. If today the butt plugs are so popular to the point of have been quoted in TV series (Californication), I’d like to begin a campaign to hype another plug: the earplug.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

The Datamatrix


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Presenting Kuja's Electronic Samizdat QR Code. Done with Kaywa Datamatrix Generator. Why? Nothing special... Maybe apply it in some drawing background.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Doodling Through Out the Obscurantism


This truly yours humble drawer is now part of Gawker Gallery and has a Gawker page! And Gawker artists have a group on Facebook. Thank you Gawker curator!

Friday, January 18, 2008

Beast and the Beauty


Jenny Holzer on the bad feeling (or “spider-sense”). She is so right. Sometimes the evil is a whiff of cool air. The sky is blue and the people are smiling, but “something” is in the air. How to combat such evil? Why not with beauty? Beauty reified. Like Liv Ulman (here acting in Bergman's “Skammen”). Her beauty is so outlandish that remains irresistible even for the evil.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Unspeakable!


There is a new letterpress print from Brian Taylor, from the excellent Candykiller project. Perfect for your home office or child’s nursery (Drawn! blog). Unspeakable! Unspeakable! (Mia Farrow, in Rosemary's Baby).

Dharma Kings


Gordon Ramsay and Gregory House... Who you’d like to have as a boss? Despite the fact of both being almost sadistic, I guess their employees are blessed for having a type of Zen master who break bamboos sticks in their heads when there are daydreaming and no responses for crucial situations. For better or for worse, this is the only way to grow professionally.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Roots



Mississippi John Hurt: the starting point of all this New Weird America stuff. Not quite blues, not quite country, and not quite gospel, is a clearly description of his work, as stated by Tyler, from naturalismo blog (there is an amazing video there also). Actually, I confess the three musical genres quoted are not my cup of tea; but this sort of folk is all I love.

K.I.S.S.



Cyclooxygenase inhibition lowers prostaglandin E2 release from articular cartilage and reduces apoptosis but not proteoglycan degradation following an impact load in vitro. How I wish it were THAT simple!

Monday, January 07, 2008

Sex and the Politics


It is irresistible not to associate Monsieur Le President, I Have No Reason to Refuse You and Happy Birthday, Mr. President. Different times and different drives, I must admit. Therefore, all the elements are there: shockingly conservatives, fluids on the sheets and an urge to publicize a supernatural metrosexuality.