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Thu Jul 3
Well…maybe not only greens.
Well…maybe not only greens.
Tim Eitel Tauben 2007. *He paints the most beautiful photorealistic borderline monochramitic pieces of some incredibly mundane subjects.  It’s almost haunting.

Tim Eitel Tauben 2007.

*He paints the most beautiful photorealistic borderline monochramitic pieces of some incredibly mundane subjects.  It’s almost haunting.

Police Suspect Giraffe in Circus Breakout
*I couldn’t make that up.
23 Album Covers That Changed Everything
(via simko)
Wed Jul 2
I haven’t mentioned lately that I need a new bookshelf.  I’m running out of places to stack.
I haven’t mentioned lately that I need a new bookshelf.  I’m running out of places to stack.
Art crush of the afternoon: Luciano Fontana who consistently dominated the Sotheby’s auction yesterday.
Art crush of the afternoon: Luciano Fontana who consistently dominated the Sotheby’s auction yesterday.
10 days until my birthday!* *Not that I am counting.

10 days until my birthday!*

*Not that I am counting.

How cool am I?

I will answer you with this statement on how I am feeling right now: This is the second month in a row that I picked out the book for the bookclub and I am feeling pretty good.  How cool does that make me?
I rewatched The Dinner Game last night (I have it hijacked from Netflix, it is that good).  The main character Pierre is a big time French book publisher, each week him and his intellectual friends have a dinner party and each guest has to invite this biggest idiot they can find;  Boomerang enthusiasts, matchstick model makers, you name it. Pierre’s idiot comes over and before they have a chance to leave Pierre’s back goes out and the only person to take care of him is his dummy guest.  Now you might be saying “that sounds really mean-spirited” but in the end, the things this man does are so stupid there is nothing left to do but laugh.  Two thumbs up.
I rewatched The Dinner Game last night (I have it hijacked from Netflix, it is that good).  The main character Pierre is a big time French book publisher, each week him and his intellectual friends have a dinner party and each guest has to invite this biggest idiot they can find;  Boomerang enthusiasts, matchstick model makers, you name it. Pierre’s idiot comes over and before they have a chance to leave Pierre’s back goes out and the only person to take care of him is his dummy guest.  Now you might be saying “that sounds really mean-spirited” but in the end, the things this man does are so stupid there is nothing left to do but laugh.  Two thumbs up.
Demarchelier. La Jeune fille de l’Ile Saint-Louis. (via)(via rach)

Demarchelier. La Jeune fille de l’Ile Saint-Louis.

(via)(via rach)

Waterboarding is my worst nigthmare.
“ Good judgement comes from experience, and often experience comes from bad judgement. Rita Mae Brown