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Banksy no more
A daring example of art theft seemingly has been committed recently at Schleifmühlgasse 6, 1040 Vienna. One of numerous pieces of street art left all on housefronts all over Vienna by famed artist Banksy has been stolen. Where was once a happy Riot Cop with a Smiley Face and a friendly “Yo” coming out of his mouth (which incidentally was added at a later time) now is host to a gaping hole. A big chunk (about 300 x 50 cm) of wall has essentially been cut out. Here’s a picture of what it looked like:
(ignore the obviously clueless art student)
(click here if the above doesn’t work)
more to come!
A Fistful of Quarters
8000 glorious words about everyone’s favorite mullet-wearing, sauce-empire-running Pacman-Champion, Billy Mitchell. The one and only King Of Kong.
Clin D’Oeil
Know the feeling when you suddenly stumble upon the name of a film you saw as a kid but could only remember certain scenes of? The joy of finally being able to put a name to things, to categorize them, look them up, link them?
Whatever: Felice Varini, yo! The undisputed master of the amamorphic illusion, I am ecstatic to finally put a name to the amazing stuff of his I’ve seen:
breakdown of selected works:
and this clever variant:
It’s just a little Zerstampfung
The joys of multilingual social platforms…
(still trying to find out how they translate ‘Fling’)
The Nation of Daslichtistan
Founded on June 7th, 2008, 0:00
All hail the souvereign Nation of Daslichtistan, an illiterate anarcho-capitalist quasi-dictatorship.
More to follow.
On the lives of…elevators?
This is, without a doubt, one of the most unexpectedly fascinating articles I have read in a long time. It’s based around a story about a guy who was stuck in an elevator over the course of a weekend but soon branches out to deliver more facts and trivia about vertical travel than you could wrap your head around.
Compelling stuff!
The New Yorker: Up And Then Down
and the video of that poor chap who had a really bad day at the office
ba dam bam, tsch!
(read with italian accent)
“Knock, Knock”
“Who’s There?”
UEFA.
“UEFA who?”
“UEFA cup of tea, perhaps?”