exxon seeks to reduce its 2.5 billion fine at the supreme court. Roberts is laughed at, out loud, in court.

assquatch art, made from deer's asses.


shaun o boyle's photos of the kennedy space station, have the meloncholy of lost optimism.

fantastic discussion in the new york times, about the infulence and importance of Robbe Gillet:

20 SF novels that will change yr life, mostly done in the last 20 years, unusual choices.


Lawerence Schiller, RFK, date unknown.

history the american 5 dollar bill.

the New Yorker from the 1930s.

encapsulation of russia and their use of oil/gas reserves as a tool of political force.

the marine who has been accused of raping the 14 year old Okinawa girl, has been released.

erotic falconry

Pretap Mehta , for the Indian Express, discusses how nations are made, and worries about the rise of Ethnic Nationalism in Kosovo.


Queens of the The Stone Age Poster, Offset Print, Patent PEndign Collective, Baltimore

13 photos of Obama's Security Detail.


Knorr, The Order of Things, Photo, 2004, via Gembala.
no matter how formally cold and well constructed Knorr's photos of taxideremed animals in British noble houses are, they have a frission of Gossip and scandal. Ironically and Suitably, the nudes have a glacial politeness and even with the presence of a monkey, almost no sexuality.

a teacher from San Franisco was fired for not repeating a loyalty oath.

Robot eroticist Kal Colbert, tells you all about writing Robot Erotica.

lauren nassef, masterful illustator, who's book designs have understated line work, excellent spot colour, and sometimes a nasty sense of humour, combines the domestic and the fabulist--posts a drawing a day. esp. look at man with a beard and dead swan.


Clay Walker was found in a nashville park, late at night, with his cock out, a few years ago. He went to rehab, but a career that was going to be as big as Tim McGraw was sort of derailed. I assumed he was gay, and this photo of him and jackie beat at an AIDS fundraiser in Los Angeles a year ago (that i just found while doing research for Chesney) made me wonder if he offically came out or not--he does not look well, v. thin and sickly. (because he has MS, something i didn't know)

these 11 photos of heavily shadowed domestic scenes would be creepy, even if the subjects were not wearing ultraman masks. look at the last one, balletbots--equal parts balthus and arbus.

i think caleprina adams is a little simple in her gender, but i really like the wit.

lynn cooke's essay on Martin's On A Clear Day Print portfolio, is masterful.

Bruer residence in Duchess County, New York, is an excellent source of local materials.



Two Posters for Olivertti designed by Pinteri, from the 1957 edition of Graphis, via nonist.

myrna hyde destroys all of the rhetoric of honour that surrounds harrys recent advetnures in the colonies.

The Daily telegraph eugelises Paul Raymond, England's jovial pornographer, including the line: "he remained a louche and unhealthy man of vulgar tastes, though he wore good suits."

michelle tsai explains buckley's acent.

fascainting article on braille as translated into japanese and mandrian. and more on braille as linguistic systems.

charming article on a husband and a wife who spent decades collecting comics together




The Osmonds, Ohio State Fair, 1972.

photos of found typography in panama.

scans from a 1884 volume of etchings of the arctic.

Paula Hayes is a new york based landscape architecht adn garden designer. She's pretty awesome.


Trailer for Tarsem Singh's The Fall. I have no idea whats going on her, but it looks gorgeous.

infomration on candiates postitions on executive power.

vintage girly blog has a great system--they scan every page of the magazine, and collage it in a narrative, then you click a page and it opens in a new window, full sized. You get to read the stories, see the cartoons, the ads, and the pictures of tits.

speaking of pictures of tits autumn sonnichsen is one of the best techincal pornographers i have seen recently, with an aesthetic that wanders thru reportage, an apperciation of vintge kitsch, a love of los angeles, and a certain european mid 60s vibe. The work is well lit, well composed, and well costumed.


Bella Freud, Lucien Freud, Oil on Linen, 1981
two reveiws of the lucien freud show at NY:MoMa. The New York REview of Books (second link) one is the most carefully considered, basically negative review of Freud's reputation and work i have read--esp. using Sunny Morning—Eight Legs as an entry into a larger discussion about what realism means in a context of picture making:

Real bodies, then, are the motor to Freud's imagination, he would have us believe. They drive his realism toward extravagance—that is to say, to a wandering beyond normal bounds. To term Freud's art "realism" is to associate it with the aesthetic of Courbet, and that in many ways makes sense. Throughout his long career, he too has dwelt on the substance of things rather than on accidents of light: moreover, the Frenchman's famous retort to idealists—"Show me an angel and I'll paint you one"—foreshadows Freud's already mentioned declaration that he only puts in pictures what is "actually there in front of me." But the actualities in front of Freud—both the bodies and the pictures themselves—have strangely and inexorably inflated during his career's later stages. A longtime specialist in the minute and the punctilious had become, by the 1990s, an intrepid stretcher of over-lifesize canvases.

this real story of scottish orphanges, the found corpses of children, secret punishment rooms, and the church has so much gothic in it, it almost seems parodic--and thus more horrorific--it is like someone took the brontes as a guide to raise children.




One sheet for Bank Job, nice retro feel, and oh wow is Stratham hot.