book bags

New troppo-style poll? Which old book would you like to turn into a handbag?
Ideally vintage Girl's Crystal, but couldn't cut it up. Would have to be something in the Year 10 thick Mathematics line.


via treehugger via Coudal

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Comments: book bags

On the contrary, there's a few old bags I'd like to turn into books, starting with...oh nevermind...
Posted by Nora at April 2, 2005 07:29 PM

Yes I had thought of turning that question inside out...

Old bags are good material.
I imagine.
Posted by boynton at April 2, 2005 07:39 PM

old mother hubbard would be a good start.
Posted by at April 3, 2005 10:04 PM

yes - and this version is chic...

http://boynton.ubersportingpundit.com/archives/007993.html
Posted by boynton at April 4, 2005 12:28 AM

One of our fellow bloggers (Laura of Sills Bend blogspot in Melbourne) makes bags out of trashy novels cover art and she sells them on ebay do look at http://stores.ebay.com.au/Lauras-House-of-the-Red-Shoes

she also has great peculiar photos of her cats at her blog.
What book would make a good bag? Neville Shute's 'On The Beach'?
Posted by Brownie at April 4, 2005 01:04 AM

Great link, thanks.
Had only just discovered Laura's blog, but not her art.

On The Beach? As modelled by Ava Gardner?

Actually - the Melways would be my number one choice.Except again it would be difficult to wear any cutting up of the pages. And which map?
Apparently map 59 is very sought after in certain circles. But some of those penisular maps feature about 80% Port Phillip Bay in melways blue.
Posted by boynton at April 4, 2005 01:43 PM

iwthyh

Well, I won a bottle of Trivia shiraz for knowing some Beatles top singles, but was stumped by the last, even with the clues: starts with I, six word title, a song about a body part and my team-mates waving and wringing things in the distance.

Suddenly distracted by the idea of Beatles and body parts, thinking more along the lines of Kaleidoscope eyes...

Just googled I want to hold your hand, and went to a page that said "Service Unavailable"... (One way to say "No", anyway...)




See also: Cathy Berberian: Revolution a Baroque iwthyh

Vitamin Q: Toe Tappers a list of body part songs

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I'm guessing the best thing about the Berberian album is its cover illustration--a nifty parody of the "Revolver" cover.
Posted by MG at April 1, 2005 11:33 AM

Actually - I really like it.

You can hear a sample of Ticket to Ride here:

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000025QZS/ref=ase_lascenamusicale/102-2485681-4493724?v=glance&s=music
Posted by boynton at April 1, 2005 12:08 PM

Trivia Shiraz! A reliable and overlooked vintner, still an excellent value! Now that I've had to lay off Conspiracy Cabernet, it may soon become my liquid distraction of choice.
Posted by Jarrett at April 1, 2005 01:54 PM

Hmmm - we're doing pretty well out of the old distracting liquids at the moment. ;)
It could have been a Chardonnay - (a quizzical quaff?) but I chose the reliable Red.

Although I think the prize should have gone to the woman who answered "Help!"...One of those perfect Trivia moments.
Posted by boynton at April 1, 2005 02:16 PM

girl's own graphics

Yes - a comment to CS on the changing graphics of schoolgirls annuals 1950's - 1960's has got me musing again on this subject which in another universe might well have been a thesis or a TV quiz show special subject.

The '50's are the best.

Years ago I was having Devonshire Tea in the Dandenongs and noticed that next to the tearooms was an establishment that would be called a Curiosity Shop in the Girls' Own stories - as curios so often prove to be good receptacles for mystery (eg: confessional note hidden within secret compartment of trophy/souvenir/ugly heirloom).
Further investigation revealed that amongst the wares on display were many Schoolgirl books, one of the earliest collections of this type I had seen. The owner was suprisingly young, his long hair tied in a rather charming pony tail. (He could wear this style freely being many miles removed from the cliches of advertising)
"More hills hippy than city yuppie." my thought bubble might have read, as we struck up a convivial conversation about our respective collections. Even though I had never met a fellow collector of this genre before, thought bubbles would be formal, streams of consciousness would be quaint. He summed up his feeling for the Golden Age of the 1950's and the subsequent visible decline of quality into the sixties and beyond. "They all started talking about music and boyfriends"... he lamented.

'Tis true.
The 1950's Annuals are the best.
Was it the zeitgeist, the zenith for hockey and tuck?

I've linked to this before, but the evidence is here in this gallery.

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Sometime in the late 50's I was given 3 large cardboard boxes full of Secret Seven, and other girls paperback books, by the older sister of a friend. I just sat down and read them all.

I still tend to look for secret tunnels in houses leading to caves on the beach. I especially want a a book case door, into a hidden room or passage,that opens by pulling out a certain book.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at March 30, 2005 09:56 PM

Gosh. That's a great story, FX.
I read a couple of Secret Sevens, and Famous Fives - and I also covet those things - especially the book device.

Actually when I was 11 we moved, and the house next door was found to have a genuine secret passage leading to a hidden room underneath.
Alas, the mystery was revealed to be a Sweat shop, hidden in the leafy suburbs.
My sibs and I were rather slow on the uptake in solving that riddle, but enjoyed exploring the architecture when the house was put on the market shortly afterwards.
Posted by boynton at March 30, 2005 11:09 PM

I've an undated (but pre-WWI)Girl's Own Annual. It's terrific. Brimming with amazingly diverse information:

"The Plain Business of Three Meals a Day", (by an old-fashioned person); "Frocks for Afternoon and Evening Wear"; "Millinery Styles for Middle-aged Women". There are crochet, knitting, sewing and lace patterns ("Novel ways of using coronation braid"). It doesn't avoid controversial topics - Eleanor Rogers, MD, ponders whether going without a hat is harmful or beneficial -- and there are articles on politics, history, language, fruit-bottling.... Also some wonderful serialised stories ("The Love affairs of Pixie"; The pluck of Phoebe the plain" "The hallucinations of Aunt Maria")

If you ever need a pattern for a useful walking skirt or advice on buying a sensible pair of shoes, just ask....
Posted by wen at April 5, 2005 02:07 PM

Jealous...

The Business of Frocks, Pluck or Plain.
Aunt Maria's hallucinogenic Fruit Bottling...


I do have a couple of pre-ww1 books- alas not right where I am now, otherwise I could compare patterns.
Posted by boynton at April 5, 2005 09:55 PM

lit people

The 100 favourite fictional characters... as chosen by 100 literary luminaries

via Lonita's Links log

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My favourite writers all do crime novels so my favourite characters are Chandler's Philip Marlowe, Reginald Hill's DCI Dalziel (the books crap allover the TV show- he is FOUL in the books), and best of all Carl Hiaasen's feral ex-Governor of Florida SKINK who went nuts, went bush, lives on roadkill, and in Double Whammy barbecues a poodle and eats it (not condoning that of course). More elegantly, I do love the tea-gowned Hispano-Suiza driving Phrynne Fisher of Kerry Greenwood's books.
Posted by Brownie at April 8, 2005 08:07 PM

I see Philip M gets a guernsey in the list, Brownie.I must read some more crime.

As for me (of those listed) I wonder if it's more Miss Bennett or Miss Havisham to endorse a fondness for Rhett?


"Chosen by Penny Vincenzi (Sheer Abandon)

"It's been a lifelong love affair between me and Gone With the Wind's Rhett Butler. He seems to encapsulate every desirable male quality - sophistication, wit, courage and tenderness, too."

(I think it was because I read GWTW at the very impressionable age of 12, having seen the film at 8. You don't forget these things...)
Posted by boynton at April 8, 2005 11:26 PM

airloc

AIRLOC is a community dedicated to the Library of Congress and the discoveries derived from the Library of Congress website.

like this

via Ramage

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Since this post sorta relates to quirky historical advertising, then I've found something of that ilk you'd that I reckon you'd really enjoy. In fact everybody should.

From E.S. Turner's erudite and very urbane book, "The Shocking History Of Advertising" comes the copy for the first ad ever placed by a Monarch in a newspaper - Charles II in the Mercurius Publicus in 1660 (all apparent typos are fully sic).

"We must call upon you again for a Black Dog, between a Greyhound and a Spaniel, no white about him, onely a streak, on his Breast, and Tayl a little bobbed. It is His Majesties own Dog, and doubtless was stoln, for the Dog was not born or bred in England, and would never forsake his Master. Whosoever findes him may acquaint any at Whitehal, for the Dog was better known at Court than those who stole him. Will they never stop robbing His Majesty? Must he not keep a dog? This Dogs place (though better than some may imagine) is the only place which nobody offers to beg."

You can just see a very pissed off Charlie 2 dictating that ad and then going out personally to make sure it's also stuck up on every post or pillar in the vicinity as well.
Posted by Nabakov at April 1, 2005 04:10 AM

Thanks, most enjoyable.

I see it's from Pepys:
http://www.pepysdiary.com/archive/1660/05/25/index.php

And I see one of the learned commnenters there quotes Pope's lines:

"I am his majesty’s dog at kew.
prey tell me sir, whose dog are you?"

Lost of good stuff there in the comments.

I was onley going to say: the typos looke like mine.
Posted by boynton at April 1, 2005 09:42 AM

fried ensemble

Here's a chance to knit your very own stylish fried breakfast hat and handbag from the pages of the Jackie Annual 1979.

(via the Presurfer)

Can barely look at this ensemble today, and doubt that I'll be knitting it in a hurry. The School Friend Annual of 1969 contains nothing so striking to whip up. Just a couple of House Coats, plain or floaty...

remaking

cbc radio / Table of Contents/A Strange Love

A strange Love. Remaking Dr Strangelove

Kirstan Hortan watched the Stanley Kubrick movie 730 times over two years. ... using things around his studio, he decided to replicate the stills from the movie...

(via gravity lens)


Banksy “Soldier with Spraycan”

The images above - exclusive to the Wooster site and provided by Banksy - are of Banksy installing four pieces in New York's most prestigious museums - The Brooklyn Museum, The Metropolitan Museum of Art, The Museum of Modern Art, and the Museum of Natural History.

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Woah, synchronity (either that or Robotwisdom). I was about to draw your attention to this.

Reminds me of the young art college scamps who inserted a burnt thong in a frame into the 1982 Paul Taylor-curated Popism exhibition at the NGV, through the then unlocked door to the VCA painting studios out the back.

However, I'm sure they're all now respectable pillars of the community, working in advertising, the film/TV industry or government now.

And last time I was in London, bits of Banksy''s work would pop up all over the place, 'specially round Soho - where very smart people are now willing to give him money for him doing his work on his own terms.
Posted by Nabakov at March 29, 2005 09:41 PM

With a thong in my Art...
I'd say Popism probably needed such a shot.

And yep, I think Pillars is spot on, respectable or not.
Posted by boynton at March 29, 2005 10:45 PM

Dressed as a British pensioner, over the last few days Banksy entered each of the galleries and attached one of his own works, complete with authorative name plaque and explanation.
He says - "This historic occasion has less to do with finally being embraced by the fine art establishment and is more about the judicious use of a fake beard and some high strength glue."

(via dirty beloved)

this scene

My sister found a School Friend Annual 1969.
This frame, from a story called The Sindy Set happened to jump out at me.

Grab it, whatever its name is.

 



That's Life (via PCL linkdump)

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from a comic strip about a movie?
Posted by cs at March 28, 2005 06:38 PM

the (notorious round these parts) "Blow Up"?

Nah - just one of those wannabe hip tilts involving a school friend who is suddenly Hip with a Boutique and a boyfriend - and an asterisk which denotes "By arrangement with the manufacturers of Sindy Dolls"
It's odd that the illustration style and mores changed so swiftly from the late 50's to 60's here - gym slips to Carnaby hip in a decade. The drawing and narrative were better in the '50's IMHO.

But the brass in that link sounds pretty cool to me. Just listened to the MP3 of Besame Mucho.
Posted by boynton at March 28, 2005 07:28 PM

You shouldn't have left us at home yesterday. That was ruff!
Posted by Flo & Bronte at March 29, 2005 02:07 PM

Actually, Sunday was longer.
That's life. (Or whatever it is)
Posted by boynton at March 29, 2005 02:44 PM

That's woof!
Posted by Flo & Bronte at March 29, 2005 03:06 PM

Indeed. Woofers and Subwoofers. In the suburbs.

(adding a razor edge to any party mood even without the loopy trombones)
Posted by boynton at March 29, 2005 03:17 PM

76 times "huh?"
Posted by Flo & Bronte at March 29, 2005 03:40 PM

"That's Life"
That's blue.
That's a link.

I lifted some of the text from the record for my last comment. I tried to tie the wandering tangent back to the post. If I was to have a party here, I hope I could play a record similar to the brassy one featured for that retro razor edge...
(I wonder if James Last can cut it?)
Posted by boynton at March 29, 2005 03:50 PM

zentences

The future occurred before or after 1984?
Temperance stops the use of the internal combustion engine?
Hope can come at or in any age!
Philosophy returns as a butterfly!

some zentences (via twists and turns)

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Comments: zentences

Sometimes it's futile to give up.
Posted by Diogenes at March 25, 2005 01:02 PM

A nice (albeit stoic) reply to my third...

Or a blogger's (blogaholic's) creed? ;)

Posted by boynton at March 25, 2005 02:02 PM

It's something I once uttered in conversation without thinking (I do that a lot) and then it struck me how absurd/profound one could deem it to be. It's 3.10am and I can't make much sense right now. Happy Easter Bunnies, Boynton.
Posted by diogenes at March 26, 2005 03:13 AM

Prolonged eye-contact reaches the stars!
Posted by Kent at March 26, 2005 10:08 PM

"searching can twinkle childlike"...
Posted by boynton at March 26, 2005 10:19 PM

'Intellectual curiosity fascinates a fool!'

zentences have never been so fascinating.
Posted by Kent at March 26, 2005 11:29 PM

"There are known knowns, and unknown knowns."

"I don't know why I don't know what I don't know I know."

"Why is the earth 6 billion years old? 'cos it took that long to find out."

"Of course everything means something. Even pointless remarks like this."

"But if I called the wrong number, why did you answer the phone?"

"A shirt has a tail but cannot bark."

"God only knows what god knows."

"Jazz is about playing the same note differently."

"Why is a raven like a writing desk?"

"I hate this damn computer
I really should sell it
It never does what I want
Only what I tell it."

"A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose."

"You can't always get what you want, but if you try some time you just might find, you get what you need."

"Measure your head before ordering" - Sears-Roebuck catalogue circa mid 1950s.

"It's the fish John West rejects that makes John West's fish the best."

"Before you judge someone, walk a mile in their shoes. Then if you do still judge them, hey! yer a mile away and you've got their shoes."

"All of us are in te gutter, but some of us are looking for a light."

"If all of this meant really something, shouldn't it be clear by now?"
Posted by Nabakov at March 29, 2005 10:07 PM

Hmmm...
"A shirt has a tail but cannot bark."
I like that, without knowing why.
Sounds like a line from a 60's folk ballad.
Folk is about playing the same song?

And I give up.
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?"
Posted by boynton at March 29, 2005 10:54 PM

"And I give up.
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?""

Poe wrote on both.

Put that in yer Carrel and Dodgson it.
Posted by Nabakov at March 29, 2005 11:26 PM

and my hair wants cutting too...

Curious, but everything's been curious today.
Posted by boynton at March 30, 2005 12:03 AM

Another case of synchronicity city, Nabakov.

Just happened upon this site today (via grow a brain) which has Lewis Carroll's own reply to the riddle.

http://www.alice-in-wonderland.net/?alice9.html

which directs you here directly:
http://www.lewiscarroll.org/bull.html#QAF
Posted by boynton at April 3, 2005 03:37 PM

blog cycles

Anil Dash The Blog Cycle.

First, it's important to note that there is no "blogosphere". There are hundreds of blogospheres. Each sub-community of weblogs has its own social norms, its own traditions and its own thought leaders. And as each community has formed and evolved, you can see it go through a few common steps as it evolves as a medium.

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You heard about Madame Blavatsky giving pressure point and shiatsu to Marshall McLuhan?

In this case the medium was the massage.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at March 24, 2005 04:54 PM

Failing that, you could always holler for a marshall...
Posted by boynton at March 24, 2005 05:13 PM

style

1950's hairstyles via exclamation mark

1958 Karmann Ghia Sales Brochure via ramage

better homes

34. Carpet extends to owners’ bathroom

One end is almost walnut

....Buffet supper? Rearrange living-room chairs and tables, set up card tables, and bring in turquoise kitchen chairs....Televsion football game? Seat a dozen boys and dads in activity room...

From the September, 1954 Better Homes and Gardens article on the 'home for all America.'

via a comment at Parade of Homes 1956 at Swapatorium - a fine blog about odd finds. via grow a brain

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Comments: better homes

#34 looks terrifyingly like Portable Classrooms 17 and 18 at Ararat High. (Right along with the 2 years that they also took to download.)
Posted by Sedgwick at March 22, 2005 08:19 PM

Sorry - I should have had a download warning.

Says something about it (or my weakness for mid-century magazines) that despite the dial-up I almost got through all the pages.
Posted by boynton at March 22, 2005 08:25 PM

What televsion channel is the football on? Seven, Nine or Ten? Or is the The Winners?
Posted by Tony.T at March 23, 2005 04:49 PM

Televsion = what happens to your eyes when you watch too much.
What happens to the sense of self when guests desert the buffet for the activity room to watch football, dragging their turqouise chairs behind them...

& - Now: Anyone but Nine...
Then: Quite possibly Arnott's Football Inquest?
Posted by boynton at March 24, 2005 12:02 PM

The Pelaco Footy Show

or

Who Won And Why.
Posted by Tony.T at March 24, 2005 01:48 PM

Pelaco?
But there was nothing like Mike Williamson lauding the performance of an Arnott's Teddy Bear between the panel analysis of the Swans trouncing the Demons at the Lakeside Oval.
Or was that Teddy Whitten?
Posted by boynton at March 24, 2005 01:59 PM

Oh - a bit of googling has revealed Pelaco preceded Arnotts. Never saw the Pelaco version.
Business Shirts would have taken centre stage instead of Butternut Snaps.
Posted by boynton at March 24, 2005 02:23 PM

And Patra orange juice, Red Tulip chocolates and Four n Twenty pies.
Posted by Tony.T at March 24, 2005 03:04 PM

I thought the chocolates were Ballantynes...
Posted by boynton at March 24, 2005 03:12 PM

I think they came later. They definitely had RT during the seventies.
Posted by Tony.T at March 24, 2005 03:37 PM

Hmm...

I'll have to get the DVD and do some tulip spotting...

http://www.dvd.net.au/review.cgi?review_id=3119

btw - Tony, this review sums up my own feelings on the Football wars - how Channel 7 has heritage value - the collective memory of the tribe. Channel 10 is unpretentious and ok. Channel 9 is marketing entertainment. It could be any old game.

(Think I'd better leave the Activity room now, and return to the buffet)
Posted by boynton at March 24, 2005 03:47 PM

poetry day

almost missed world poetry day...

again.


(via dumbfoundry)

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Comments: poetry day

There was a young fellow from Cork ...
Posted by Tony.T at March 22, 2005 10:59 AM

Who wrote an ode with a fork ...
Posted by Tony.T at March 22, 2005 01:38 PM

His knife felt betrayed ...
Posted by boynton at March 22, 2005 05:11 PM

And his spoon was a splade ...
Posted by Tony.T at March 22, 2005 05:13 PM

... and the dish ran away with the very very model of a major piece of cutlery that are only ever bought for wedding presents.

In another time and place, that scans perfickly.

(Runs away quickly with his dish accomplice.)
Posted by Sedgwick at March 22, 2005 08:30 PM

"There was a young man of Japan
Whose poems never would scan
When asked why it was
He replied "it's because
I always try to get as many words in the last line as I possibly can."

but then again

"There was a young man from Peru
Whose poems always ended at line two"

And in honour of World Poetry Day, here's an original haiku by moi, called "Penguins"

Behind cold wet rocks
Secret gangs of fishermen
Are dressed for dinner
Posted by Nabakov at March 22, 2005 08:39 PM

Are they orange or angry?...

I once had to write a haiku
For a wedding - in fact I wrote two
I managed to ease
The syllable squeeze
By throwing in as many words into the title as I could think of as a diversionary tactic and because I had once read this was permissible.

And don't knock the Splayd, Sedge.
One of the best inventions around.
Wish someone could dash off some lyrical lines to that utensil, known to Americans as Spork...
Hmm - that was a possible alternative last line to the limerick going begging ;)
Posted by boynton at March 22, 2005 09:02 PM

One hand too busy
Counting Haiku syllables
To find a rhyme in
Time
Posted by Nabakov at March 23, 2005 12:13 AM

the moving finger
the sound of one hand counting
the unknown silver


(Title: Despite my best counting, a rogue syllable will often appear from nowhere in my verse, like a silent letter - return of the lost knife - has turned into a splayd.)
Posted by boynton at March 23, 2005 12:29 AM

Splades best for peas
Holding rolling legumes
Is hard with a fork
T'is!
Posted by Tony.T at March 23, 2005 09:52 AM

forking syllables
he will call a splayd a splade
says the silent e
Posted by boynton at March 23, 2005 01:32 PM

Actually I thought of some last lines to your limerick,T (not to improve on yours, Sedge - I liked it very much, but just to offer an alt one in limerick form)

There was a young fellow from Cork
Who wrote an ode with a fork
His knife felt betrayed
And his spoon was a splade
who was starting to sound like a spork

or...
who would soon cut and run with a spork

or...
which made getting the metre right awkward

etc etc...


and Nab:

is the second line
the sound of one hand counting
is the second line


a bit of limerick and haiku is all I can do today...
Posted by boynton at March 23, 2005 01:46 PM

bach birthday

"Bach" is the German word for a little stream or brook. Of Johann Sebastian Bach, Ludwig van Beethoven said: "His name should not be Brook, it should be Ocean."

Bach Notes A compilation of factoids, trivia and other gee-whiz stuff about JS Bach

Listening to this in honour of Bach's birthday.

See also The solo cello suites—Bach using a single instrument to create an entire universe in this collection of reflections

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I thought it was a NZ word for beach holiday shack.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at March 21, 2005 01:17 PM

l o lud...

had a good nz joke in belated response to your last comment, FX.
Sheep for Shipping...

But no - Sheep may safely graze in nz.
http://www.jsbach.org/sheep.html
Posted by boynton at March 21, 2005 01:24 PM

Bach into this (sound on, natch)
http://www.avoision.com/experiments/gould/
Posted by Nabakov at March 22, 2005 08:44 PM

Almost venetian

Very nice.
Posted by boynton at March 22, 2005 09:09 PM

art army

Art Army at Michael Leavitt's new site

Hidden features are built into many figures, including movable ears, opening heads, revolving chest panels, and removable bodily implants.

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just wanted to give a heads up- i just had a whole new show of figures in L.A.- 20 new ones at double the size of the older figures. a foot tall each, up from 6 inches. the new ones are already almost all sold, but they're all posted on the website. thank you for the interest!
Posted by Mike Leavitt at June 23, 2005 05:55 AM

just wanted to give a heads up- i just had a whole new show of figures in L.A.- 20 new ones at double the size of the older figures. a foot tall each, up from 6 inches. the new ones are already almost all sold, but they're all posted on the website. thank you for the interest!
Posted by Mike Leavitt at June 23, 2005 05:55 AM

Hey Mike - great news on the campaign.
Loved looking at the new ones, and it seems as though the Army is well on track for for art domination.
Cheers.
Posted by boynton at June 23, 2005 07:28 PM

Wow Mike! I ran across your Art Army by accident. Excellent stuff ...I wished I was a rich man ...I would have one of everything you do. I did send a link to a very successful friend of mine. Good Luck and Prosperity to you ..Weldon
Posted by Weldon McDowell at August 9, 2005 03:40 PM

dog park

Inside and up another level in the head of the dog are a loft room for additional sleeping accommodations and a cozy reading nook in the dog's muzzle.

Dog Park Inn via bifurcated rivets

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Makes me think of that the windows at the front end of a A Big Sheep Inn would get the pastoral view while the windows at the back end would have fly wire.
Posted by saint at March 22, 2005 06:16 AM

Five star accomodation for dags.

When in clover, bloggers choose to stay at the Big Sheep.
Posted by boynton at March 22, 2005 02:53 PM

greens

I was thinking about different words for green...

*


Not a shade I had heard of, but then you expect house paint to mess with the nomenclature.

Elsewhere, names for colours may be of concern. With your pencils :

There seems to have been a conscious decision to get away from old Derwent names, and many pencils are named after the pigments they contain - lots of Azo/Diazo, Anthracene and Phthalo based names for example. I like this - Grass green was never the colour of grass anyway, and this may encourage artists to have no preconceptions about colours and use them more freely. As an ex-chemist I am also in favour of more scientific nomenclature! But this will mean some learning has to take place.

and your pigments

A few instances may serve to illustrate the present state of chaos. Leaf green, sap green, and olive green are names from commercially available color boxes. They tell us nothing about the materials from which these colors may be made. Sap green can be made from green plant juices or from coal-tar dyes. But leaf green is not made from leaves, nor is olive green made from olives. Malachite, on the other hand, ia actually made from the well-known gem stone. Ivory black has, in recent times, rarely been made from ivory nor vine black from dried vines
Several names have disappeared because the colors have become obsolete. Few painters now use mummy, mauve, or stil de grain. The later, an impermanent lake made from buckthorn berries, is sometimes still found in French pastel boxes

Anyway - if we're talking viridity, I still like the sound of : British Racing Green

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Fuck all that antiquated scribbling, daubing and PMS colour chart shit, you need to get with the neu techno girlfriend, know what I'm saying?

http://www.faber-castell.de/docs/index-news.asp?id=14507&sp=E&m1=10329&m2=17234&m3=14507&m4=&domid=1010
Posted by Nabakov at March 20, 2005 11:51 PM

...definitely something to chew on there...
Posted by dave at March 21, 2005 09:28 AM

I've pencilled that splendid address in.

Have you seen the Minutes of the Lead Pencil Club?
http://www.rit.edu/~cyberwww/8.htm

I read it and wrote in longhand for months just before discovering the internet.
(Gratuitous joke - much sound thinking in the call to simpler technology, data overload and signal to noise ratios etc)
Posted by boynton at March 21, 2005 12:21 PM

er - the book:

http://www.wwnorton.com/catalog/fall96/pencil.htm
Posted by boynton at March 21, 2005 01:01 PM

lab results

I tend to use labrador as a default word for searches and miscellaneous web applications. As you do.

So labrador it was at Amaztype with pleasing results. (via *.*)

and this is the flickr version of web of letters (via ramage)

good reason

Good reason for a celebration?

always worth checking in to Ephemera Now

thence pwllheli

Revolution number 9 - minute by minute (via grow a brain)

Although there would seem to be some dispute about the exact lyrics as this passage indicates:

5:50-5:59 Intelligible speech (john, right): "The dogs were dogging,the cats were catting, the birds were birding, the fish were fishing..."

differs from this version:

How? Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Birds for birding and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for whimming

and this:

6:01
JL: "Dogs were dogging, cats were catting. Birds were birding, Fish were fishing. Thence Pwllheli, went swimming"
[Pwllheli, pron. "per-thelly", in Northern Wales. An odd little poem!]

Anyway - once you get the words down you could always try the karaoke version.
Surely that would have to be included in any Extreme Karaoke set?

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Comments: thence pwllheli

Duh, duh, duh... (sorry, boynton, couldn't help myself, just had to do this) :-)

That's it. No more. You've used up your comment quota for March.
Posted by Diogenes at March 17, 2005 04:47 PM

Oh no!
but is it comment number nine yet? ;)
Posted by boynton at March 17, 2005 11:04 PM

Oh my god, I just realised that a humourless person might think I was serious in my previous comment. I'd better put smilies after everything I say from now on. :-) :-) :-) [sigh]
Posted by Diogenes at March 17, 2005 11:07 PM

I find the wink to be pretty much my default.

;)


and having just listened to Revolution Number Nine on vinyl for the first time in ... years?... I would be employing at least nine different emoticons to express my reaction to the lyrics.
Posted by boynton at March 17, 2005 11:14 PM

This is ridiculous, boynton, you just managed to wedge a comment in before mine. Please deem my last comment to have been made before I saw your last comment, otherwise new misunderstandings could arise... :-)

Comment number nine? I don't follow..

I'm feeling a tad sensitive after being mauled by a humanitarian. Life was easier when I was killing 'cong so you could have a better life... ;-) ;-) ;-)

Me getting all sensitive is in itself ironic. And I'm going way over the comment quota here... :-) :-) :-) [double sigh]
Posted by Diogenes at March 17, 2005 11:16 PM

"comment number nine"...

A weak joke in reference to the Beatles song of the post. I think listening too hard to the said song dulled my wit.

I'm pretty sure it would have a high degree of difficulty in the karaoke stakes.
Posted by boynton at March 17, 2005 11:23 PM

Ok! Back to sanity! I finally read your original link and now I understand the 'nine' thing.

Also, boynton, I've inadvertantly hogged this blog and I'll give it a bit of a rest for a bit now before I scare allof your regulars away for good. :-) :-) :-)
Posted by Diogenes at March 17, 2005 11:25 PM

Thank you. This blog appreciates your hogging. ;)

Alas - who knows where all those regulars are?...
(no wink) ;)
Posted by boynton at March 17, 2005 11:29 PM

a word of warning.

Don't Google "dogging in uk"
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at March 18, 2005 12:09 AM

You know, FX, I kinda thought that looked dodgy.

And here was I thinking Pwllheli was curious.
Posted by boynton at March 18, 2005 12:17 AM

- and does that mean I might get some serious search traffic now?
Posted by boynton at March 18, 2005 12:22 AM

Serious dog traphiking ... Pam for spaming ;P

Black puddinging for guiness-lovers?
Posted by Jozef Imrich at March 18, 2005 02:02 AM

green beer for spam...

I just noticed the most recent search request:
"tea towel poems"
which contains an excerpt from b at blogspot that reads almost like a foreign text to me...

"the popular nostalgia of the tea-towel also serviced private memory..."

Must have been something in the brew in those days. However - people searching for "Tea towel poems" may not be too shocked by this blog's content, but who knows.
Posted by boynton at March 18, 2005 08:01 PM