Sunday, May 30, 2010

SUNDAY SUNBATHING APARTMENT


For an online uploading kook and mild exhibitionist I am actually pretty private, especially about my home. It's a very conservative place actually ; always clean and barren, I'm never there and I practically never entertain. So what do I do all day? Not this. I actually only use the beds because the sun can give an uneven tan (and I like to get the sides done without the awkward positions), but today I gave way to the natural way to cancer and actually spent time in my apartment. I also tried on all my gym shorts.


But I didn't wear them in the sun. I don't sport a Malibu Barbie/Ken tan line. I bake raw. Every piece of me favors tones of chestnut this season from crack to sack to toes.


























A TINY HIDDEN GRAFFITI POSTER I LOVED

Saturday, May 29, 2010

RETURN TO THE COSMIC CAVEN






Artist Mr. Kenny Scharf











Things seem fine when groups of friends go out, but in certain rat packs there is the secret dark side...



I think I'm ready to talk about... the beatings.

FREAKY DESIGNS / 8TH AVENUE

Thursday, May 27, 2010

CHEAP SIGNS / CHEAPER TIMES



Shepard Fairey. Graffiti artists. The don't respect him.

The Wasp-O-Meter is out of commission because I have lost my white powers. All the tanning and the tranning and avoiding the UES has bled me of my heritage just enough that I am a little off in my meter readings and I can't bear to get even just one WASP incorrectly read.


I did not go through this very alluring package outside of CVS on 1st Ave.

I think this is a woman's graffiti.

Cries for health care reform answered.