I’ve been studying styles for an animation project I’m working on. I keep coming back to these two. Thinking to mix them together.

1) Los Tres Caballeros
2) Aerial, The Roadrunner

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When I catalogue images, I’m really bad at recording the name of the artist. I always appreciate the artists who anticipate this problem and label their .jpg with their last name.

I wish I could track down the artist who made this image, because I think it’s great even though it reps rainbow sherbet which was definitely not as good as the plain orange.

In particular, a watch worth going back in time for. A watch worth risking the indignities of disco and the threat of tearing a hole in the fabric of space.

Two watches, actually, as long as we’re going through all the trouble.

…stolen long ago and never replaced.

I met this old lady once who stopped growing vegetables because she walked into her garden one day to find an adult man with brown paper sack straight helping himself to whatever he wanted!

I always thought it was supremely sad that she let her bitterness over the theft kill her love of gardening. Also, that man should be ashamed - grocery shopping in an old lady’s back yard like that!

So, maybe it’s time l get a new player and let the booty shaking, foot stomping good times roll. again.

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Hot.

Tom Pecheux for M·A·C Cosmetics created for the Emanuel Ungaro show.

Have you looked at his photographs lately? They’re fucking sweet, lads.

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Still smiling, one month later.

The children of DC are safer without Cheney’s dark shadow circling the sky. Although, baby calves thoughout rural Montana should be nervous come January, cause Cheney’s supply of fresh baby hearts is going bankrupt …this is the only recession that will effect him.

Anyway, I don’t care how broke we are as long as those “conspirators, card sharks, double-crossers, and secret betrayers of their own people” leave Washington.

Amen.

PS. I don’t remember how I found this painting from Africa, but it is super bad.

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Still Awesome, is what I’m sayin’.