Separation in the Evening, Paul Klee, 1922. How am I so artistically dumb that I’d never seen this before?
The Mini Book of Major Events by Evan Lorenzen
There’s a literary term from the 1970s that I’d like to see come back — and you don’t see me saying that often about the 1970s. It was applied to the work of David Morrell, a novelist of some skill and intelligence whom I consider underrated these days. The term was “carnography.” The meat novel. The intent was to contain “the pornographic nature of the detailed description of extreme violence” into a single term.
Warren Ellis introduced me to a whole genre I’d never heard of. I’ve read books that fit that description, obviously, but I’ve never heard the word “carnography” before today.
— The Woolly Worm Festival happens soon in downtown Banner Elk, North Carolina.
I wish more comic book letterers were overly literal like this.
(Via @tambourine on Twitter.)
This gif represents the highest spiritual plane of every known human belief system.
I only saw the Northern Lights once, when I was a kid, and they resembled the hem of a beautiful greenish curtain way high up in the sky. This is something else again.
that’s Matt Wagner, skottieyoung, tony moore, Matthew clarke and many others.
kellysue: Hey, look, it’s our hallway.
Edited to add:
This is the wallpaper we used: http://www.grahambrown.com/us/product/52050/taylor-wood-frames
This is an amazing comic strip about the many problems with making a Popeye movie.
The rim of the star-light
Is wand’ring in star-flight
He’ll find in star-clustered reaches
Strange love a star woman teaches.
His journey ends never
His Star Trek
Will go on forever.
But tell him
While he wanders his starry sea
Remember, remember me.
I’ve been on vacation all week. These are my two favorite displays from the Monhegan Museum on Monhegan Island in Maine.
Daniel Joseph Martinez
“Magic Outlet,” 2013
(Posted at James Harris Gallery.)