Sky Ferreira | “Bang Bang” (Nancy Sinatra Cover)

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modernconnoisseurtt:

#DressWell Always!
suitdup:

It’s 6pm. Are you wearing your tux? 

modernconnoisseurtt:

#DressWell Always!

suitdup:

It’s 6pm. Are you wearing your tux? 

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explore-blog:

The ceaselessly brilliant Grant Snyder is back with  performance-enhancing drugs for writers. Enhance your performance drug-free with some sage advice on the craft from famous writers.

explore-blog:

The ceaselessly brilliant Grant Snyder is back with  performance-enhancing drugs for writers. Enhance your performance drug-free with some sage advice on the craft from famous writers.

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hyperallergic:

Elliot Appel, “West Side Diner” (nd), acrylic on Canvas

hyperallergic:

Elliot Appel, “West Side Diner” (nd), acrylic on Canvas

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newyorker:


Beginning in the late fifties, The New Yorker ran a series of short Talk items about captivating graffiti slogans. Most of these accounts were brief, including simply the location and a description of the graffiti in question. The magazine chronicled an early example of literary graffiti that would take on greater artistic significance. In 1957, a keen-eyed New Yorker contributor published a small item about someone who had recently visited an “espresso joint” in Greenwich Village. The visitor took note of a phrase that was written, in elegant calligraphy, on the wall beside his chair: “Who’s afraid of Virginia Woolf?” Years later, the playwright Edward Albee, who was often asked about the title of his 1962 play, told The Paris Review how he’d been inspired by a line of graffiti that he had seen scrawled on the wall of a Greenwich Village establishment during the mid-fifties. Perhaps this was the very same scribbling the magazine had noted in its pages nearly five years before the play’s début.

Click-through to continue reading a history of polite graffiti in The New Yorker: 
http://nyr.kr/WMyqDb

newyorker:

Beginning in the late fifties, The New Yorker ran a series of short Talk items about captivating graffiti slogans. Most of these accounts were brief, including simply the location and a description of the graffiti in question. The magazine chronicled an early example of literary graffiti that would take on greater artistic significance. In 1957, a keen-eyed New Yorker contributor published a small item about someone who had recently visited an “espresso joint” in Greenwich Village. The visitor took note of a phrase that was written, in elegant calligraphy, on the wall beside his chair: “Who’s afraid of Virginia Woolf?” Years later, the playwright Edward Albee, who was often asked about the title of his 1962 play, told The Paris Review how he’d been inspired by a line of graffiti that he had seen scrawled on the wall of a Greenwich Village establishment during the mid-fifties. Perhaps this was the very same scribbling the magazine had noted in its pages nearly five years before the play’s début.

Click-through to continue reading a history of polite graffiti in The New Yorker: 

http://nyr.kr/WMyqDb

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Starships/Call Me Maybe mashup

sorry for the slightly out of tune ukulele and my rhythm issues in the end, but a long overdue jam sesh with my friend Taylor resulted in this super fun cover/mashup thing