Time to throw down that gauntlet of bourgeois kids with expensive toys. Designers observe, deconstruct, catalog, and create, which sets us up to be powerful activists with powerful tools.
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I love to make fun of the name — slap-smack, punch-crunch, kick-splat, tap-thud, bang-clank, pull-snap, sip-slurp — but perhaps it’s just jealousy. Because those bad boys over at Click-Boom really got it goin’ on. And I’m honored to have been asked to design the inaugural anniversary poster to the theme of teamwork, benefiting FirstWorks and silk screened by Booth Sartain. Here’s a sneak peak.
Finally pulled together this raw footage. This was the bicycle ride, 2x/day, 5 days/week, 52 weeks/year, rain or shine, snow or wind, while living in Chicago. Awesome bike lanes. Suspicious pedestrians. Questionable drivers. Horrible roads. Invigorating ride.
Here’s a bit of old news, but I’ve been meaning to post this for quite some time. And driving out to a local electronics chain in the burbs Saturday night reinforced the interest and appropriateness as I gawked at the new LED billboards illuminating the sprawling conduits of the shopping mall mystique that is Germantown.
Billboards became illegal in Brazil beginning in 2007. There are great photo documentaries if you Google the story where you can see the old Sãu Paulo that looked like a cereal isle in the grocery store and the new São Paulo with the festive colored walls, architecturally blanketed hillsides and tree lines surrounding the city. The No Logo Flickr set mentioned here provides an artistically sculptural interpretation of the now empty billboard frames throughout the city.
And of course my pinko sensibilities are being caressed. Take a look. From Ping Magazine, Japan. Yes, the irony, that this story comes from the capital of in-your-face digital/LED/you-name-it/as-big-as-it-can-get advertising.
Tiger swallowtail. Coming up on two weeks since, and the arm is healing nicely. Jonesing for the monarch on the other forearm. Seems Underground Art has put the piece front and center in their portfolio. Nice work Paul, and thanx, I’ll be back soon.
Now, about what Hugo said…I mean, metaphorically, I’m there. Bush can’t really be the devil as there is no such thing. But it’s certainly nice to hear someone with such a mouthpiece say it out loud, and so loud. And to be so poetic with the “smell of sulfur” thing. It’s enlightening how critical American politicians are of Hugo’s autocratic cult-of-personality style leadership—they are obviously very familiar with these characteristics, though silent when it’s born of their own turf. I heard one commentator be quite on the mark by drawing a comparison between Hugo’s rhetoric and Bush’s. One from the left and one from the right doesn’t mean they’re not exactly the same. Of course, me being a pinko, I take it quite hard when a comrade is stylistically equated to Bush despite the legitimacy of the observation. Then again, it is Hugo. That guy’s a riot.