Archive for January, 2007

so you got me in a coma…

 
File under: “interesting ways to spend a weekend that are hard to explain to your parents.” Allen Falkner and the crew at suspension.org spent a long weekend in San Jose piercing people with large fishing hooks and then hanging them from the hooks. was there to do a “coma” suspension (and geeze, how many people under the age of 30 even remember that movie?), and I took copious pictures.

Not strictly work-unsafe (there’s no actual nudity), but unless you work someplace really cool, this might freak out your coworkers. Also a bit of blood and, well, people hanging from hooks in their flesh, so if that sort of thing isn’t your cup of tea, best to give this one a wide berth.

The photo behind the cut is pretty cool and has no visible piercings, but is behind a cut anyway, just to be nice.


  

…now with 300% more gay parents

 

sf pride 2006
(145 Photos, click for full gallery)

So you may or may not have heard… there are a few gay people in San Francisco. And they throw a big parade every year. Allegedly a debauched, depraved event corrosive to traditional American values… but that must have been last year, because this year every other group was Gay Parents, and one time when I tried to make eye contact with a hot guy on a float it turned out to be our (pathologically heterosexual) mayor. I feel my morals were insufficiently weakened by this event and I demand a refund. Oh well, there were still some great costumes.

  

don’t say goodbye…

neo retro found art futurism of the past

Several years ago, some friends and I tried to go see a tiny little exhibition in Philadelphia featuring the works of Arthur Radebaugh, a nearly unknown commercial illustrator from the 40s and 50s who did the most amazing neo-Deco cars and cityscapes: all swooping lines and soaring skyscrapers. It’s the future the way it was supposed to look, before the harsh realities of pollution, population and politics finally started to impinge on science fiction’s collective self-image in the 70s. If you read the William Gibson story “The Gernsback Contiuum”, this was what you probably imagined the forgotten future the protagonist kept slipping into looked like: seductive and awe-inspiring, but also a little creepy: as much Albert Speer as Erte.

Well, due to a predictably hilarious series of events, we never actually made it to the exhibition, but several years later it’s finally online, and you can check it out: