ARTDESIGNFOODHUMOUR
Friday, April 30, 2010
Nicola Verlato
2009, oil on wood panel
30,5x23 cm
2009, oil on wood panel
76x56cm
2008, oil on wood panel
152x214cm
2006, oil on canvas,
122x153cm
SONIC BOOOOUM
SUPER K SONIC BOOOOUM By Nelly Ben Hayoun-November 2009-edited by Laura Ben Hayoun from nelly ben hayoun on Vimeo.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Vanity Kills
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Eric White
Friday, April 23, 2010
Claire Morgan
Fluid, 2009
150 x 150 cm (height variable)
Strawberries, taxidermied crow, fishing hooks, nylon
Sunday, April 18, 2010
i miss the melting pot
Did you grow up in the USA — with a “regular” burger, hotdogs, and mac & cheese childhood? Or what was your gastronomic experience like as a kid?
I grew up in Brooklyn, N.Y., which means there was slice pizza from Fascati and pork buns from Su-Su’s and chicken Yunan from China Chili. There was fried chicken my dad made on Sundays and my mother’s fresh yogurt every morning and big bagels still warm from the oven on Clark Street on the way to school. There were Saturday day trips all over the city to pick up sausages and cold cuts and ham, to buy bread, Jamaican ginger beer, hot dogs from Papaya King, tomatoes and greens from Norman, the hippie on Cranberry Street. There were appetizers from Russ & Daughters on the Lower East Side and sandwiches at Buffa’s in SoHo. There was always a goose at Christmas, a ham at Easter, and a hot turkey plate on white bread with extra cranberry and gravy in June on my birthday, at Junior’s, with cheesecake for dessert. There were Coke floats at diners and debates over the merits of diner cheeseburgers over the fat ones served in “real” restaurants, by which we meant bars. There were actual Merits, too, smoked by pretty girls drinking Ballantine Ale, and hot dogs cooked under the Brooklyn Bridge in the wind. There was sushi. There were tagines. Fruit rollups from Sahadi on Atlantic Avenue, halvah bars for the brave. There was rice and peas. Roti. Corned beef and cabbage. Maduros. Knishes. Some crazy brown-noodle thing at Dojo to impress a girl on a Saturday night. And then a slice from Fascati, again, on the way home. Fairly typical upbringing for a food guy out of New York City, actually.
- Sam Sifton, NY Times food critic.
(via NY Times)
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Past Ramblings
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- PAST THE LIMIT
- Ron English x A Couple of Asses x Rolling Stones
- Nicola Verlato
- SONIC BOOOOUM
- functional & straight to the point!
- DRMNSCRMN
- WA-HEY WA-HO
- English Paints Homer
- Vanity Kills
- Willy Ronis/99
- Eric White
- Infomercial Hell - watch more funny videos
- Boulevard du Temple, Paris 1838Louis Daguerre
- Claire Morgan
- No title
- i miss the melting pot
- i read the news today, oh boy.(via Wiki News)
- Neighbours
- i got plenty of time
- (shm)imminent figment
- Bertillonage (aka anthropometry)
- Emily Burns
- TWINKIE
- John Brown (1800 - 1859)
- Will the iPad blend?
- (via Power of 10)
- rainbow eucalyptus
- JUST SAY NO
- (via New Yorker)
- L’Origine du monde (The Origin of the World
- what the world eats
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