We’re pissed we missed episode one, luckily Adult Swim is airing the “Renovationklok” in its entirety. Next episode, tonight Sunday at midnight.
Now, scream! For your cream!
Street artist Ludo just threw up some delicious magical mushrooms on the walls of his native Paris. Further proof that mushrooms and Cirque Du Soleil are a perfect combination. Hit the jump for more fungi flicks, or go peep Ludo’s official site.[via Juxtapoz]
Sometimes a good Sci-Fi book cover can be just as mind-bending as the book itself. Such is the case with illustrator Emanuel Schongut and his body of work throughout the head-fuckery that was the 1960s. Hit the jump for more covers, then check out Schongut’s site to see what he’s up to these days. [via io9]
Everyone who likes words and images throw your hands up. Then go check out the blog Hey Oscar Wilde! It’s Clobberin’ Time!!! to see portraits of some of your favorite authors and fictional characters done by some of your favorite contemporary artists.
We like comic book artist Robbi Rodriguez’s interpretation of Hunter S. Thompson as the champion of justice he so was, but it’s just one of many great pieces on the site. Also check out io9 for a gallery dedicated specifically for science fiction writers. [Hey Oscar Wilde! It’s Clobberin’ Time!!!, io9]
(Above: Look at this fucking hipster poster boy, Snow)
The New York Times today has a memorable piece on some dead junkie named Dash Snow. Apparently people care because he was rich and made art.
[Snow] was East Side royalty, the discontented scion of the famous de Menil family
[What] distinguished Mr. Snow from working-class addicts like William S. Burroughs, Herbert Huncke — and himself. “It was like his money never ran out,” Mr. Walls said. “When it came to doing drugs, he could do these marathons for days and days on end. In my day, in Huncke’s day, in Burroughs’s day, when we wanted a fix, we had to go work — we couldn’t just sit around getting high for three straight weeks.”
By the end of the viewing, there were dozens of mourners milling on the street — friends, admirers, pillars of a certain downtown scene. There were stories, reminiscences, tears, then everyone went to eat at Lucien, a French bistro on First Street and First Avenue. Mr. Snow’s body, meanwhile, was taken to New Jersey and cremated.
Dead at 28, he leaves a child behind. Commence with the eye-rolling.
England’s Lex Records might just be the MoWax of 2009, what with its Danger Mouse and Doom affiliations among others. Their upcoming release Willie Isz offers very southern, very wild rap and hip hop, paired with the dope art of the UK’s James Jarvis. Props to Lex for the match-up. Click on “more” for more excerpts from his page and then click over to JJ’s page. Then buy Willie Isz. In that order.