LOGOHNO

The polo image of the man and a horse was created as part of an elaborate and fabricated Anglican world for designer who changed his name. An advertisement. Then there’s a man jousting on the Burberry shirts. There’s a Golden Fleece on the Brooks Brothers shirts, it’s wearers probably not aware of the story of the Argonauts. There’s a moose on the Abercrombie short sleeve shirts and let’s not get started on the crusty Izod alligator. So as an exercise in my abilities as a marksman with my art cutouts, I’ve been ironing on patches coordinated to shirts. Having some little knickknack on your chest as an ‘emblem of authority and kingship’ (Golden Fleece) is ridiculous. They do instantly give off an heir decency and legitimacy to the viewer. Hypocritically, I love the Vivienne Westwood logo. She’s got you’re back. In comparison to barbaric men on mammals (with clubs in some asinine sport) there’s the universe. A universe snob. It’s bigger than the both of us. In the Metropolitan Museums book, “Symbols of Power in Art”,the orb and the cross are said to be the most enduring and powerful. It is, however the equal armed cross, not necessarily of Christ. What has no game is my trying to blog again from these stupid devices. It doesn’t work for me. It’s not fluid and I typo out of stress, pecking on a pad. I can’t even add hyper links. It is a square peg. The blog is blank the shirts are blank. See it is all crosses up.