don't fuck with sony.

received this for a project i'm working on:

SONY Logo Usage Guideline

The Sony logo (“Logo”) must always stand-alone. An isolation zone equal to the height and width of the “O” in the SONY logo must surround the Logo.

Do not use the Logo in a sentence, caption or headline.

Do not alter the Logo in any manner. It may not be stretched, condensed, italicized, shaded, or used in outline form. The logo should not be used vertically, diagonally, in a circular fashion or otherwise distorted.

The Logo should never be combined with or placed in close proximity to trademarks or trade names of other companies.

Do not display the Logo against a background that reduces its clarity.

Do not use patterns or designs that will weaken the impact of the Logo.

Do not use the Logo as a background pattern.

The Logo should only be reproduced in one of the following colors:
• Sony Blue (Blue 90)
• Black
• White
• Dark Gray
• Light Gray

This Guide should not be construed as granting, by implication, estoppel, or otherwise, any license or right of use of the Sony logo without the written permission of Sony. This guide should also not be construed as granting approval for proper use of the Sony logo. All use of the Sony logo must be reviewed and approved by Sony.

do want.

hellooooo this is the coolest thing i've ever seen. my birthday is coming up. it's only $400.

FLIP-FLOPS ARE NOT OK!

i will preface this by first apologizing to my lovely friends who wear flip-flops. i'm sorry; i still love the shit out of you and do not think lowly of you for wearing them. but i do not like it when you wear flip-flops. they're white-trashy. and not even that comfortable; and i know that's your excuse. ok, if you're going swimming, and need to get bare-footed on a whim, flip-flops are ok. if you're camping, ok...yeah. at the beach, sure. but honestly: flip-flops are shower shoes. and PLEASE, it is NOT ok to wear flip-flops in a city like sf. you know what's on the ground. and you know that half an inch of foam is not going to protect the bottoms of your feet from being covered in transient feces, urine and/or being poked by the syringes of junkies. and when i see you wearing flip-flops and a big puffy jacket and scarf, that's as bad as the uggs and miniskirt combo.

point in case [not my friend - a vice DON'T] :

Motherfuck. Is there no respite from flip-flops? It must be 40 below out here and we still have to stare at toes like the air conditioning broke in a college dorm. What is it about stepping in shit where even when it’s frozen people just can’t get enough of it?

creepy little human mouth.

best ever!

how could i ever leave this place?

from atop mount davidson, out my front door...

...and a little hike.

if you didn't know, mount davidson is the tallest point in sf. 925 feet.

DUH.

A Bay Area couple with two kids can't make it on $50,000 a year.

i make a bit less and all i have is a cat and i can barely afford to live here.

toxic brooklyn.

it's pretty interesting that one of the hippest, most diverse neighborhoods in the country [not to mention one of the most expensive places to live] is also one of the most polluted and contaminated with toxic waste. here lives the largest environmental disaster in the history of nyc, the greenpoint oil spill. which is actually a leak from exxon mobile holding tanks that began 57 years ago; slowly letting 17 to 30 MILLION GALLONS of oil into the ground & nearby newtown creek (which empties into the east river, and then yay, into the atlantic). so not only is the oil under the ground and in the water, it is slowly making its way to the surface underneath homes in the greenpoint neighborhood, enough that residents can smell vapors coming from the ground. another really great thing about living in the willamsburg/greenpoint area is the sewage treatment plant and garbage storage facility. oh and the nuclear waste storage site. woo! let's move to williamsburg and live in a refurbished art loft and be another victim of brain and/or liver cancer!

here's a really good documentary:




the other 7 parts are here.

unnecessary quotation marks.

i always wonder what goes through people's "minds" when they use quotation marks in random instances. this blog lets me revel in making fun of people for bad punctuation.

?????

so i google my name once every day i mean couple of weeks just like everyone else in the world. and today, instead of my usual flickr photos or linkedin profile coming up, like 20 different asian sites came up, and they are featuring my designs. looks like they are blogging or just soliciting artists, but i have no clue because i don't speak asian. oops was that racist? sorry. anyway. i can't figure out how to contact the people who run these sites. they aren't listing my contact information, which kind of bugs me because maybe i could get an awesome job in osaka if it was. what's the deal?


http://www.visionunion.com/articles/200709280079.html

http://bbs.arting365.com/viewthread.php?tid=122146&extra=page%3D3

mind eff.

illusion art made from found objects and trash.

this one was done by tim noble and sue webster, called dirty white trash [with gulls]

yesssss.

i relate.

i don't deny i have a bit of passive-aggressiveness in me. i've left notes. i am house mom. my name spelled backward is ainal, yes.

si scott = mf badass.

i can't really say anything except that his illustration & design is absolutely gorgeous. this is the vein of stuff i aspire to do when i get my spark back.

mothersbaugh art.

i knew mark mothersbaugh was totally rad as a musician, but i did not know he was totally rad as an artist as well. his postcard diary work, art that he drew on postcards while on tour with devo, is featured on vases, plates and other pretty things at walteria living.

omg creeeeeeeps!

love.

the eye of the earth.

the richat structure in mauritania, a huge circular formation that resembles an eye when looked upon from space. click the picture to see it really looking eye-ish. nature is ok, i guess.

kind of the best thing ever.

nude shirts and suits 'inspired by' alba d'urbano and greg friedler. i don't know if that means the photographer was inspired to make and shoot these suits after he saw his pals nudey , or that they designed them and he just shot them? kind of unclear. anyhow...so rad.

it's the shit!

srsly...you stuff these machines with food and they make poo-poo.

creeps.

do want.

buy me this? brave space design's coat range.

00001.

um so i'm 'blogging'? if blogging is synonymous with posting images and links to stuff that grasps my ADD-I-SIT-AT-A-COMPUTER-AND-GROW-MY-ASS-ALL-DAY eye, then yes.

first off, ponder this: