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Because I’m nothing if not a monumental messer, I’ve taken a break from the movie writing nonsense to focus on something much more meaningful – a countdown of the best outfits of the year. For a couple of reasons:
- I love lists.
- I love clothes.
- Sometimes people wear capes and I think we need to acknowledge that.
Here are some highlights:
- Andra
- Bel
- Naomie
All In A Day’s Work
Posted July 4, 2011
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image by Reena Makwana
This weekend sees the International Alternative Press Festival 2011 at Conway Hall, 25 Red Lion Square, WC1R 4RL, London Town, and Nest Gallery will be selling a number of zines and artworks tomorrow, Sunday 29th May, 10am-4pm.
I am very excited to be taking part with a sequel to my last zine (Wonderful Creatures And How To Kill Them) entitled More Amazing Creatures And Further Ways To Kill Them. The eagle-eyed amongst you will note that I forgot the name of my own zine when making the follow-up. Find out new ways to ensure the permanant annihilation of such critters as the Daddy Long Legs, the Hippopotamus and the Urban Fox. Get them before they get you.
BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE
The Nest table will also feature the beauteous work of some incredibly talented artists such as Anna Lincoln, Emily and Anne, Siobhan O’Brien, Rebecca Strickson, Bella Szyszkowska, Alice Marwick, Emily Howells and Reena Makwana.
Nest is an all-female collective of exciting artists (and the odd munchkin such as myself) and always has something unique and beautiful to share, so be a mensch and get yourselves down to see Nest and all the other exciting artists.
A Dalliance With Dali
Posted February 14, 2011
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As a young man, [Salvador Dali] was totally asexual, and forever making fun of friends who fell in love or ran after women – until the day he lost his virginity to Gala & wrote me a 6-page letter detailing, in his own inimitable way, the pleasures of carnal love. (Gala’s the only woman he ever really made love to. Of course, he’s seduced many, particularly American heiresses; but those seductions usually entailed stripping them naked in his apartment, frying a couple of eggs, putting them on the woman’s shoulders, and, without a word, showing them to the door.)
— from “My Last Sigh” by Luis Buñuel.
Recognition, at last.
Posted November 14, 2010
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On last week’s edition of excellent nonsense 5 Live show/podcast 7 Day Sunday, beautifully coifed manchild and reverse progeria sufferer Chris Addison made reference to the uncanny resemblence between Tory Education Minister and all round Tory prick Michael Gove and beloved children’s character Pob. This is a similarity previously pointed out by my good self here. I can only assume this is infallible proof that beloved children’s character Chris Addison is a regular reader of this blog. So I would like to extend my warmest greetings to him. Hello, Chris. Big fan. You have good hair but you need to eat a sandwich.
And of course, if any other readers, relatively-famous satirists or otherwise, would like me to say hello to them in a future entry, after describing them in excessive and slightly offensive adjectives, do let me know. I am nothing but a tool of the masses.
Halloweenies
Posted October 31, 2010
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Hallowe’en is my favourite time of year. Granted, this year has been something of a washout, given that I have work in the morning and a distinct lack of invites out/horror movie supplies to entertain myself tonight, but I shall endure. I have been eating novelty pumpkin shaped mini chocolate balls for the past two weeks. Tragically, my magnificent unicorn costume went unworn last night, as I instead ventured out as “Person who hasn’t worn this dress in a while”, but fear not, next year I shall take my rightful place as the majestic horned beast swigging from a bottle of Marks and Spencer’s premixed mojito cocktail at the centre of someone’s slightly scummy party.
Anyway, to celebrate, enjoy this photograph of a ghostie sitting on someone’s head, and check out the rest of the spirit photography here.
I know the perfect guy for you
Posted October 13, 2010
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As I have been single for a little while now, I have become a beacon for well-meaning acquaintances desperate to set me up with someone they know. I have politely resisted thus far, not feeling any particular need to unsingle myself for the sake of it, but I wish to make a public service announcement: I would be happily set up on a date with the model for this book cover:
The hat at a jaunty angle! The pristine, immaculately clean jeans! The tongue stuck out in a way that says, “I’m concentrating on rummaging here”! This is the man of my dreams. I’m assuming he’s not actually homeless, but if so, I’m sure we’d get through it together. Love is never having to say spare change, guv.