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Category: advertising
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My love of strange art is most likely why I have absolutely no need for drugs. Dan Kennedy sends me on an “art trip” with his tightly packed brightly colored amalgams of pop culture.
His newer work is even more psychedelic:
And every now and then, you find a simple quote-turned-painting. When I get home to NY (and my craft supplies), I’m putting this one on a T-shirt.
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It all began with this image, which I intended to post by itself:
Clearly, in days of yore, the streets teemed with giant pig-drawn lard buckets, spreading the joy of saturated fat. Ice cream trucks were a way off yet.
Unnervingly, the pigs mange to display the entire range of class division. The aristocrat on the right, no doubt schooling his piglet on the virtues of capitalism. Move up, and we find the bourgeois passengers, and the working class “drivers.” On the ground, poor laborers, harnessed and whipped into submission. And let’s not forget the ultimate unfortunates: the ones who actually ARE the lard. This is not just an ad…it’s a complete HOG SOCIETY (which I find sad, since one redeeming quality of hogs is their lack of class division).
But I digress. The ad above prompted me to go on a “vintage lard” google image odyssey.
Silver Leaf appealed to refined, distinguished types. But they had some competition from Snowdrift.
Some took a slightly less dainty approach.
And sometimes the need for lard was OLYMPIC!
Here’s a dish that would thrill the modern cardiologist: hot dogs, bacon and processed cheese, lovingly sealed into blocks with…you guessed it…lard.
I’ve saved the best for last. The ultimate irony: man uses a pig to make lard, and subsequently uses lard to make a pig.
I can almost hear the anguished spirit of the pigs cry out “We were already pigs! No rendering and rebuilding necessary! Why on earth did this seem like a good idea to anyone?”
On Wiki, you can find out more about lard than you ever cared to know.
You’re welcome. 🙂
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(click for full size…you don’t want to miss the text)I have no idea where this comes from, or why someone thought it would be a good idea to market an oddly bisected goat placed atop what looks like some terribly inefficient machinery (though they suggest its use in burlesque performances).
In case the diagram fails to convey the unparalleled fierceness of the animal, the ad states that “a wild western bronco is tame compared to this goat.”
For a mere $10 extra, you can substitute a horse, donkey, tiger or camel body.
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I am a card-carrying Introvert, so these woolly suits from a French detergent advertising campaign made me smile. For some reason, I find them far more appealing than the Laptop Body Sock that made the blog rounds last year.
Wiki has a decent brief summary of the typical Introvert:
Introversion is “the state of or tendency toward being wholly or predominantly concerned with and interested in one’s own mental life”. Introverts tend to be low-key, deliberate, and relatively less engaged in social situations. They often take pleasure in solitary activities such as reading, writing, drawing, watching movies, and using computers. The archetypal artist, writer, sculptor, composer and inventor are all highly introverted. An introverted person is likely to enjoy time spent alone and find less reward in time spent with large groups of people (although they tend to enjoy interactions with close friends). They prefer to concentrate on a single activity at a time and like to observe situations before they participate.
Introversion is not the same as shyness. Introverts choose solitary over social activities by preference, whereas shy people avoid social encounters out of fear.
An introvert is energized when alone. Introverts tend to “fade” when with people and can easily become overstimulated with too many others around. Introverts tend to think before speaking.
AMEN.
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I love the lost innovations of mankind. Someone thought the Banana Su’prise (with its questionable apostrophe placement) was going to be the “GREATEST SELLING SENSATION OF THE GENERATION.”
Not only could this device pass for a torturous medical instrument, but I see disaster in the delicate attempt to hollow out and fill a banana with frozen confections.
Delicious? Oh, most definitely. Yet so disturbing and difficult to execute. The abject fear on the childrens’ faces also hints at terrible, unthinkable mysteries. I just don’t want to know.
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Is there a word for when the entertaining properties of promotional efforts actually surpass that which is being promoted? I’ve never seen the program, but these murderous Dexter marketing schemes are impressive.
I’m not sure if advertising SHOULD be so mind-blowing, but that’s a philosophical debate for another day. Right now, I’m just amused by the morbid displays that are bound the shake up the pedestrians. Many more on this blog (in Spanish).
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