I’m sorry you don’t have a painting of yourself commissioned by your good friend Brendan Wenzel and created by painters-for-hire in Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam. Because you deserve something this amazing.
I can’t stop staring into my own eyes.
Don’t know if you guys heard, but some snow fell on the Northeast Corridor recently. Unlike most people, I took some pictures of it. Specifically, photos of snow sculptures carved out by the wind.
As of last night my street in Park Slope, Brooklyn remained unplowed, save for a path tramped down its center. So I donned my trusty Gore-Tex pants, grabbed a camera, and did what I do best — snapped off poorly focused, questionably exposed photos. All these otherworldly snowscapes are gone now, ravaged this morning by shovel-wielding neighbors desperately freeing their Minis and Prii from hip-high drifts.
More here.
My best bud Brendan Wenzel made this sweet, sad poster lamenting the unchecked poaching of endangered species in Vietnam (where he lived for two years). If you act quick you can buy one of only 50 prints via The Working Proof. 15% of each sale goes to the Jane Goodall Institute.
It’s only $30 per print, and decades from now you can say you own a real Brendan Wenzel — some of his early stuff.
Title: “I think my boyfriend looks like Dave Chappelle’s impersonation of a white guy”
Artist: Jill Serra
Medium: Crayon on lunch mat
Papier mache white trash purple hair by Nic*Rad at CakeNY offices.
Stephen Hawking, oil and gold leaf on wood.
By my good friend Beecher Trouble Smith-Stackhouse. (His middle name’s actually Trouble. No joke. It’s on his license and everything.)
Painting at a Brooklyn elementary school.
“I always applaud the effort to turn trash into treasure, but it’s rarely done so well as in the case of these amazing sculptures from reclaimed tires. That the material is such an egregious disposal problem only makes them that much more awesometastic.” — Make: Online : Incredible tire sculptures
This will be high art in the upcoming Mad Max apocalypse.
Simon Schubert is a German-born artist whose two-dimensional works are created entirely by folding sheets of paper… Yes, no pen or pencil, just folds!!
I have a hard enough time drawing rooms in perspective, I am completely amazed by all of these. Check out even more of his work here.
It’s the Matrix of origami. Or the origami of the Matrix. I don’t know.
