The Laziest poster

This site is great place to draw inspiration from. They post up a bunch of different artists, photographs and creatives to make the common man explode with jealousy on his way to Sainsbury's to buy a baked potato. Can't really think of too much else to say...look at it it's good?

p.s. I thought t h i s was a really interesting idea.

Paper Space Ship

T h i s

made me do m e g a l o l z in parts. Really well written. And he's not even 21 yet. Cunt.

M O R G A N

aGAiN WITH THE LATENESS! Morgan Blair has been setting the underground Brooklyn art scene alight for some time it would seem, yet my knowledge of her was only realised just recently - I had seen the standout front cover of Small Black's EP a while back, but a severe bout of malaise must have taken hold and I explored no further. Ashamedly I now make it known how much I love her work. I'm usually not so into anything that could possibly be mistaken for dayglo, and I am certainly not into that twee oriental graphic shit you see on t shirts being sold in Camden market, but this seems to hit the nail right on the head for some reason.



I particularly like the installation-y stuff that shit did at someone's house in NYC. Psychedelic murals in your house = YES! Anyways, she's a real hooked up lady and you can find a million interesting links from her site/blog that will send you cascading down the social media rabbit hole. So check it out.

Smoke Bath

I adore everything I have seen Peter Sutherland do. His style is so gritty, yet he seems to find beauty in the most unlikely of places. The shoot he did not long ago for Vice, where he went to some wasteland in bum-fucked-America to take shots of the communities that were still lasting it out there was incredible, and the portfolio of his work still blows my mind whenever I look at it.

This post was actually going to be a pretty slating review of the latest project that I had seen him put his name to, but on further inspection I reckon it's pretty goddamn rad! Perhaps it's the jealousy that I've not got to go on a trip like that, or that I can't take pictures that good...either way, I'm sorry. Check out the SMOKE BATH.

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P R E S T O N I S M Y P A R I S

B E S T N A M E E V E R

Some seriously REAL zines, which are selling fast.

D A D D Y

I love my Dad, I really do. He's always been there for me and that, he's a good man, and he's like, well, my dad! But sometimes, just sometimes, I wish that my dad could be a bit cooler. I mean sure, Finance is a scintilating bag of exploding colours and loyal, inspirational characters, but sometimes I wish that he had been something a little more "right on".

I've been working this shit munching job for about 4 months now (my god putting a time on it was seriously depressing) and believe me some days, just making it to 5 o'clock takes the strength of mind of Charles Xavier. One of the things that I obsessively distracted myself with was a site that I heard of through a friend called Oh Goodness Greatness. It started out as a blog of this pretty righteous couple, who would interview their friends and friends' friends who worked in creative industries and lived incredibly interesting day to day lives. I can't even tell you how much this site saved me - just when you I was floundering in a cesspit of spreadsheets and recycled copy paper, it made me remember the reason that I am there - survival for the greater good. My favourite interview was with this ridiculously wise and interesting humanoid, Stevie Gee. His illustrations, humour and overall outlook on life are awesome. Back on track, the reason that I started with the whole dad stuff at the beginning of this wasn't the start of a wandering into realm of "dad love"...honestly. Stevie Gee set up a blog/illstrustration site called Get Goofy, which is a series of drawings and projects that he has done with his son. Seriously, Rad Dad of the Year Award has no competitors!

SK8

I've begun obsessing over skating again recently. Any one of the mates who I used to skate with would tell you that I was possibly one of the most incapable skateboarders who ever rode a whizz plank - however, a man can dream can't he? This is a really cool site for watching HD videos, and they also stream really fast which is always a plus after having to sit through hours of stop/start runs on youtube.

I've got a bit of a back log of stuff I wanted to post up on here now, so I'm just going to throw them at the page real quick and hopefully stay vaguely interesting at the same time...

DON'T CALL IT A COMEBACK!

OK OK, so my return to the blogosphere isn't quite as dramatic as the picture above might suggest, and it certainly wouldn't be able to attract any big budget muscle heads in to play me in the cinematic adaptation, but I am excited nonetheless. It's totally pathetic how much I missed not having the internet in my house. I really have lost all ability to entertain myself, look up information or summon arousing images without the help of all those beautiful wires and black magic that power Google and Dominoes online. I fear that I am one of those pathetic losers that will soon fear any kind of physical interaction and whose skin is so pale it appears translucent in direct sunlight...Oh mother, what have I BECOME