By Mark Frauenfelder at 12:12 pm Monday, Feb 25
Mary Blair is one of my all-time favorite illustrators, so I'm happy that Dan Goodsell scanned a 1955 Meadow Gold calendar by Blair and put it on Flickr.
Mary Blair did a lot of work for Disney as a concept artist for animation and theme park attractions. Animation historian John Canemaker wrote a book about her in 2003, The Art And Flair Of Mary Blair.
By the way, Dan Goodsell is a fine illustartor in his own right, and is having an art opening, "Mr Toast and Friends Show" at Monkeyhouse Toys in Silverlake on March 1st.
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I love these! They remind me of my mom for some reason.
I'm extremely disheartened on this day. 7 days earlier, 10 years ago, my grandmother died. My last grandparent. I moved in with her to take care of her in her last days. I cleansed her bed wounds and gangerened leg with love, while her children, my aunts and uncles, too stricken with grief, could only look on in awe and sadness. I held her when she died, and we prayed on our knees, a rosary for this great matriarch we lost. I stayed living on in her home, because it gave me comfort. 7 days later, my mom comes running into the house, shaking me awake saying things I could not comprehend..."we're being attacked! Wake up!"
We stood there, in front of the TV. I was still trying to fully wake up, rubbing my eyes saying "I don't understand...." and then it all became too clear. It was too much. Still recovering from the grief of losing her mom, my mom looked at me and there were no words. Our expressions were enough. We don't live in fear or terror, but we do remember, and always will. Which is why, today of all days, I did not expect every local television station to have less coverage than the Macy's day parades, and have football and rugby on every channel. How "American", right? Out of sight, out of mind. Cheer our glorious touchdowns in the name of the real heros that died... yeah, because that is how we carry on, right? Easily distracted, quickly forgotten. (What about the team that loses?) Just, whatever you choose to do, be aware of everything and LIVE. Live life to it's fullest. If you were to die today, what are the things that matter? You will find that it's not a "what" but a "who". You never know when youre going to go. Love everyone like it is the last time, always, and everyday. Carpe diem, in a "balls to the wall," sort of way! Don't merely "exist." /slaps your asses Now, go get 'em!! Hit the ground running and scream your warrior cry. Life, beware... we're coming for you!
Tyler Durden: "You are not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your f*cking khakis."
"Man, I see in Fight Club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see it squandered. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables – slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy sh*t we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won't. We're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off."
"The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. Third rule of Fight Club: someone yells stop, goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: no shirts, no shoes. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight."
"Self-improvement is masturbation, now self-destruction..."
"In the world I see – you're stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You will wear leather clothes that last you the rest of your life. You will climb the wrist thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. You will see tiny figures pounding corn and laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of an abandoned superhighway."
"It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything."
"You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world."
" The people you are after, are the people you depend on- We cook your meals, we haul your trash, we connect your calls, we drive your ambulances, we guard you while you sleep - do not fuck with us."
"The things you own, end up owning you. You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you."
Materials: 3 of 2x2 IKEA EXPEDIT, 2 of 2x4 EXPEDIT, 1 VIKA AMON 59'' Tabletop, 2 stair baluster/spindles, cable outlet kit
Description: The objective for this project was to create a wall full of storage, a TV unit and a well-lit sewing workspace for one person. We had the perfect opportunity because we were finishing our basement, and so we were able to work with lighting options not normally available. We also had a unique challenge with a large box in the middle of the wall where plumbing is hidden.
Love it! Need it! Want it! This would be the answer to all of my organizational problems. #1 problem is I have no space. None. I need to make better use of large bare walls....
William Melchert-Dinkel leaves a courthouse in Faribault, Minn., with his wife on May 4, 2011, after being sentenced for encouraging two people to commit suicide
Richard Sennott / Minneapolis Star Tribune / ZUMA Press
On Nov. 27, 2005, a man in Faribault, Minn., received an e-mail with a subject line that read, "Melissa goodbye to Li Dao." It was a suicide note, scribbled digitally, sent by a woman to her online pen pal who had actively encouraged her to embrace death. The only catch: Li Dao was not a real person, and, according to authorities, the virtual advice was not an act of empathy but an attempt to manipulate Melissa into taking her own life — all for what the man told the police was the "the thrill of the chase."
Li Dao was one of the several aliases used by 48-year-old William Melchert-Dinkel, who would impersonate a female nurse and advise people on suicide methods in online chat rooms. Melissa was one of the dozens of victims he encouraged to commit suicide by feigning compassion. "Having your support is going to help me muster up the strength to go through with this," Melissa wrote to him. Melchert-Dinkel (who was a registered nurse at the time) then replied, advising Melissa to stay calm while she took her own life: "Just let yourself down on the rope and let go." (See the top 10 crime stories of 2010.)
Documents from the police investigation do not specify what ultimately happened to Melissa, nor what came of the handful of others who shared their suicidal thoughts with Melchert-Dinkel in online exchanges. When detectives interviewed Melchert-Dinkel at his house in January 2009, with his family members present, he openly admitted to asking 15 to 20 people if he could watch while they committed suicide and estimated that he assisted five or fewer people in following through with their plans. Police later collected evidence from his computer hard drive that pointed to Melchert-Dinkel's direct involvement in the deaths of a Canadian woman in 2008 and an English man in 2005 — enough evidence, they believed, to bring a trial under Minnesota's assisted-suicide statute. Rice County attorney Paul Beaumaster, who prosecuted the case, calls Melchert-Dinkel's conduct egregious. "This was fraud," he explains. "It was fraud to encourage them to take their own lives, and he did it for his own sport. To me that was an aggravating factor."
The chilling case has fascinated legal experts, who say it poses a unique test of the criminal-justice system and of the First Amendment's freedom-of-speech guarantees. Melchert-Dinkel's attorney, Terry Watkins, maintains his client's online interactions were protected under the First Amendment. "Someone has to make an inference whether those conversations, beyond a level of reasonable doubt, represent encouragement that in fact had a direct and imminent role in their decision to commit suicide," he says. "Obviously the victims aren't here to testify as to what, if any, point the conversations had to do with their eventual decision. So you're speculating from square one all the way up." (Read "Final Exit: Compassion or Assisted Suicide?")
In a typical assisted-suicide conviction, an element of physical conduct exists — like Jack Kevorkian's construction of a suicide machine. But Melchert-Dinkel wasn't even in the same country as his targets in the two cases brought to trial, and the state's evidence against him consists primarily of online exchanges — words, instant messages, etc. — that, by Watkins' argument, would fall under protected speech. He's not alone: Raleigh Levine, a constitutional-law professor at William Mitchell College of Law in St. Paul, Minn., has been closely following the case and says that to start restricting speech because it might prompt listeners to kill or harm themselves is dangerous territory. Furthermore, Levine notes that in this case, the immediacy factor is missing: Melchert-Dinkel's victims "didn't instantly kill themselves," she says. "You have to be advocating illegal activity and there has to be this nexus of activity."
In March, Third District Court Judge Thomas Neuville found Melchert-Dinkel guilty on two counts of violating Minnesota's assisted-suicide statute, labeling his communications "lethal advocacy," which he said was analogous to a category of unprotected speech known as fighting words. "Encouraging and advising suicide through speech is the same as inciting a fight or an assault with words," he ruled, specifying that it is in the government's compelling interest to protect the lives of its citizens who are particularly vulnerable to suicidal tendencies.
Wow. This is just unbelievable. I can't believe there are people out there just looking to further the defeat and hopelessness of a situation a person may be falling into and advocating methods of suicide. The despair those people must have been made to feel is unfathomable. To think nobody cares and that people actually want them to die... I don't even understand how someone can't reach out and offer some words of hope and encouragement. It's just disgusting and evil.
Speak with Conviction in Typography: Poem by Taylor Mali.
Boys are evil, mean, stinky poop heads!
Me gusta mucho!! I love the colors used, and of course the art.
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