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“In 1933 a bathysphere expedition intended to break the world record for ocean descent was lost under mysterious circumstances. The cause of the disaster was never determined and no three-toed sloth was ever put in command of a bathysphere again.”
This is totally for sale via octophant.us.
New tshirts. HELP us fund our trip to Rome to paricipate in the Live Performers Meeting (LPM) www.liveperformersmeeting.net/
They're $20 all hand dyed and printed by ourselves. You can get them through here by sending a paypal to estebang@gmail.com
Thanks!
A simple two-color print on 13" by 26" Chocolate Speckletone paper. This was a test run on extra paper to clean the screens as I was working.
For the sake of a single verse, one must see many cities, men,
and things. One must know the animals, one must feel how
the birds fly and know the gesture with which the little
flowers open in the morning. One must be able to think back
to roads in unknown regions, to unexpected meetings and to
partings one had long seen coming; to days of childhood that
are still unexplained, to parents whom one had to hurt when
they brought one some joy and did not grasp it (it was a joy
for someone else); to childhood illnesses that so strangely
begin with such a number of profound and grave
transformations, to days in rooms withdrawn and quiet and
to mornings by the sea, to the sea itself, to seas, to nights of
travel that rushed along on high and flew with all the
stars—and it is not yet enough if one may think of all this.
One must have memories of many nights of love, none of
which was like the others, of the screams of women in labor,
and of light, white, sleeping women in childbed, closing again.
But one must also have been beside the dying, must have sat
beside the dead in the room with the open window and the
fitful noises. And still it is not enough to have memories. One
must be able to forget them when they are many, and one
must have the great patience to wait until they come again.
For it is not yet the memories themselves. Not till they have
turned to blood within us, to glance, and gesture, nameless,
and no longer to be distinguished from ourselves—not till
then can it happen that in a most rare hour the first word of
a verse arises in their midst and goes forth from them.
—Rainer Maria Rilke, The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge
Top Graphic for the Summon the Snakebeast series from Carhartt, that I illustrated.
www.carhartt-wip.com/skate/blog/2011/03/summon-the-snake-...
The official invitation for the launch night of my Hendrix: Still reigning still dreaming screenprint
FOR THE RECORD - this tie claims to be no where near the Enron headquarters when it all went down!
Yet another good tie to help you stand out in the stampede of lemmings we call corporate life. We've graphically upgraded this 100% silk tie with our pattern of guns set in a diagonal stripe at the bottom of the tie in black. We like to think of these stripes as subtle without being subtle!
This tie is a Huntington brand 100% silk tie made in America. It is orange with a nice pattern of green and navy interlocking half circles. We've repeated the gun pattern on the tail of the tie as well as hiding a Mixed Species logo on the inside.
“In 1933 a bathysphere expedition intended to break the world record for ocean descent was lost under mysterious circumstances. The cause of the disaster was never determined and no three-toed sloth was ever put in command of a bathysphere again.”
This is totally for sale via octophant.us.