I covered some of Dave Banks’ art prints in mid-2012, and I’m happy to report that he has some new ones up for sale. These are all 18″ x 24″ screenprints, have editions of 10, and cost $40 each. Visit his shop.
We've seen painted and stenciled kitchen floors before, but stripes? Sure, why not! In this client's kitchen, artist and Apartment Therapy Color Therapist Mark Chamberlain painted a gradient of blue stripes for a kitchen floor that is anything but ordinary.
Arik Roper will be selling a brand new Sleep concert poster tomorrow. It’s an 18″ x 24″ screenprint, has an edition of 50, and will cost $55 shipped. It goes up tomorrow (Tuesday, January 7th) at 3pm Eastern Time. Visit ArikRoper.com.
It’s time, once again, to cast your vote for your favorite note of the year as well as the infamous douchecanoe of the year! To refresh your memory, below are some of the most popular notes of the past 365 days. (Did I forget any? Let me know in the comments!)
Rob and Karen in the U.K. both passed along this note, recently covered in the Manchester Evening News, that was found posted on seats at the Stockport County FC’s home stadium. (Is this what hooliganism looks like in the lower divisions nowadays?)
original portraits by Dan Clowes from from the feature, “Alcoholic Cartoonists,” written by Monte Beauchamp, from Blab! #6, published by Kitchen Sink Press, Summer 1991.
Like everyone else on the planet with 2 marbles rolling around in their head I think that over 12 24 hour news channels with almost no budget for programming and investigative reporting has brought on nothing but completely irresponsible, ill researched, ill-advised, ill-conceived, damning, thoughtless, heartbreaking, repulsive broadcasting.
they say stupid shit and then they report on each other about the stupid shit they say.
as some of you know I am the father of a multicultural family and I can tell you firsthand that there is no difference to me between my biological children and my adopted children. I love them with everything I have. so some idiot to go on broadcast television and say the stupid thing she said completely disgusts me.
As Christmas approaches, now is the time to reflect on holidays past. And what better way to celebrate that than with an incredibly creepy song about the N64?
