Ojo Senor created a series of illuminated street art installations.
It’s such a simple idea, but the effect is fantastic. I need to start making more crafts that light up.
See more here.
This post featuring photos by Ben Canales makes me want to drive to the middle of nowhere and spend an evening star gazing.
With lights glowing from inside, these places look like oases in the beautiful darkness.
Let’s begin this post with a luminous sunrise over the rolling hills of a meatscape…
As you may know by now, I love photos of glistening industrial structures.
Two bits of street art that really grabbed my attention recently:
He’s late for a very important date, indeed…
Had this mode of transportation been available to me, I might have attempted to attend Sunday school…once.
I know nothing about the origin of this illustration, save for the title: “Experiment With a Unicorn Horn.”
Arguably the world’s most useful superpower:
I wonder if there’s a number around which the subject matter starts to get a bit tired (101? Really? It’s almost impressive).
Ooh…the candle makes it fancy.
A beautiful clock (it sings!) for the minimalist:
Where is this an actual problem?
I’ve saved the best for last. Here’s a great wedding greeting to send all your newlywed friends. Feel free to post your interpretations in the comments.
I find it hard to believe that I haven’t posted abandoned playground images before (doesn’t it just seem like something that would be a staple of this blog?). Here’s a little collection from English Russia.
Somewhere between a Teletubby…and your worst nightmare…
This beautiful statue serves as a fantastic reminder to take care of yourself and never end up in this hospital (which I’m guessing no one ever leaves).
This fuzzy soul eater is not the worst of them, but I feel he belongs here.
First thing in my head (no pun intended) upon seeing this? “Hey hey, we’re the Monkees…”
See more here.
Did you ever have one of those days when you feel like the whole universe if flipping you off?
Let this remind us…STRESS: it’s never too early to start (or perhaps this is a label, referring to the role of the child in the family unit).
Long hair and bones…I relate (by Jessica Ward).
All heads must be watered regularly.
In poor taste? Perhaps. But I think it’s pretty funny (especially on those days when shopping seems like a real chore):
Two recent posts from the fabulous Surviving Sophia Walker:
For those who have not yet seen this amazing display:
I actually saw this sign in a doctor’s office. I want this printed on a T-shirt.
“If you are grouchy, irritable or just plain mean, there will be a $10 charge for putting up with you.”
Very cool promo art for the band Dead Man’s Bones (love them!):
There is a huge photo set over at English Russia containing images from abandoned medical clinics.
Models, toys, antiquated devices and chemicals…it seems that time just stopped here, and all fell into decay.
I’m surprised that these ghosts of medicine were not all stolen from the premises.
See many more here.
Another look at what’s passing through the revolving door of oddities that is my computer desktop…
There’s nothing funny about a rusty clown head on a gloomy day…
An arguably less common form of sexual harassment…
By William Bezek…this somehow reminds me of the upshot of being an Extra Woman:
How would YOU depict a “surge of evil menace?”
I forgot to include this in my Ric Stultz post, but I love this mechanical seahorse:
Well this was a fun site to stumble upon. The Strange Museum Llonovoy has a lovely little collection of broken toys, often pieced together in odd ways.
Looks like some handiwork went into these creations.
I’m partial to the section of musical toys that have been stripped of their coverings (couldn’t find jpegs to post of those).
See the collection here.
I just spent way too long getting sucked into Alan Wolfson’s miniature urban sculptures, drinking in the luscious, gritty detail.
His website hosts an incredible collection of pieces, most under 24 inches in length, width and height. Most are amalgams of places and images, yet the viewer experiences a distinct form of recognition in each one. I feel I have passed all of these fictional places in my travels; a true testament to Wolfson’s ability to capture the vibe of a city.
Sometimes it’s hard to believe I’m not starting at photographs.
He tells his stories without human subjects. Can’t you just envision a struggling writer in this hotel room, subsisting on cigarettes and junk food, typing out pages upon pages?
Perfect subway portrayal…
City lovers and city dwellers will not want to miss this collection.
Many of us are wrapped up in holiday shopping this time of year, so I thought it would be a good time to post some Brian Ulrich photographs.
Feel the florescent glow…beckoning…
Ulrich has a series of photos depicting the remains of crumbled monuments to consumerism.
It’s interesting to see these one pristine structures at the mercy of abandonment and decay.
Some have not yet rotted, but possess an unnerving sterility when empty.