2o15 is already turning out to be a magical year. Fuuuuuck 2014 and its de-attachable bullsheet!! Half way into the new year we’ll have our first real copies to sell and celebrate the efforts of all those involved in its making.
Gazing at the skies
overhearing leaves fall, distance fall,
singing murmured in the winds,
waves overlapping, birds chirping
—time collapsed on itself.
Truths as lies as propaganda as
Japanese Animals Masks cover up
dancing with wolves.
The simple and direct current version: a dedicate team of enthusiasts and photographers come together to showcase recent past or current future photo collections. Alongside the no-text booklet-zine the online (tumblr) edition includes behind-the-scenes further collection unfit for/under 20 photos top (within the zine) and lengthy QQ&A’s interview of everything related to the practice of art-making, art process(s), color theories, fancy dinner receptions, gels, hair gel, The Internet as Art, MFA’s, Art Mafias, Mafiaoso, Manifesto, Manifest Destiny, Destiny’s Child, Ivy Blue, FFA, CCFFFA, COFFEE, Heath Ledger, Mortal Kombat, SSA, COMIC SANS and everything else that fits in a sandwich/burger/burrito with a side of fries/kimchi—French dip, ranch side dipping.
NAKAMURA started as a shitty idea. Like, talking Skype ideas while taking shits. Erase. It was supposed to be simple then became overtly complicated and now its back to simple. NAKAMURA was started to bring the amazing world of photographers and their images/photos in color zine format. It was to be something that was thought out to be another platform for many existing artists of photography to submit up to 24 images and show the rest of the world what that world is made up of. It strays from really long thought out answers from a simple Q&A. Life already is complicated enough why not just shut up for once and enjoy the scenery?
Cultural Traditions//Cultural Perks & Recreation///http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Egypt
Starting this past Friday going on strong till the end, Sunday, it became a moment for many families to come out and celebrate a strong, lasting cultural institute.
It is finally happening. This is finally happening. This is so big it must be Godzilla’s mother or at least Mega Godzilla!
A little hidden corner next to a karoke bar simply named Blue Bar. A large sign outside hangs postage for the passing cars and pedestrians walking its streets to pause and look up. Wooden seats next to the window display the inner sides.
Today at Giant Robot, Yukinori Dehara host an evening of a small exhibition of smaller porpotions. A Japaanese Man or Ex-Salaryman, Dehara brings to light a colorful world of smallness to the stage, walls.
Knock, Knock. Who’s there? Get the joke? I don’t either. Have you ever come across another site like this? No? Really, that’s your answer? Same. Have you ever come across a shiny pink pill on the cement block one block from your bus stop that takes you to morning everyday? Yes. Well, I don’t have much to say to that.
Ghost Modern quotes Kant, it reads deep into the line that is the conundrum of every men’s soul. The art was the cut lined into the canvas. Every men’s soul attempt was tried to made simpler even naming beers after them. To simplify men was a task that only requires very little: weed, porn and beer. Or, better yet, hookers, whiskey and unlimited coke. That, the last, was a bitter dream for us all to salute the flag every morning in pursuit of the common goal, the American Dream. If you dream too, you too can have it all like I do. Look how big my cows are, and look how big I am. With as little as eighteen cents a day, you are on your way to becoming the next big T, like me. Call 1-(888) 787-8787 today, tell them T send you.