a visual collective outlet of inspiration
here’s a smart way to pour out paint from a gallon of paint
i feel like i lived half of my life in the dark. thank you IMPF… happy painting. by ar
musings
word of the day: clueless – seems to be working everywhere else, why not here?
i cant do this, but im doing it anyway… by ts
Ricky Gervais: Out Of England 2 – The Stand Up Special Full show
ricky gervais: out of england II – the stand up special full show
and the other gem of a set on the bible form the the “animals”
we love this man… just brilliant. watch him take apart the old testament in the funniest of ways. and don’t worry the bible is next. all that’s missing is the qur’on followed by the adventures of pinoccio to finish the set. by uh
Andy Woodhull: my teenage step daughters are so lazy
my teenage step daughters are so lazy
funniest joke you’ve ever heard about being late. andy woodhull – full special
if video is missing you can try and click here
“…i mention my girls already they’re my they’re my stepdaughters i’m a stepdad stepdad took over the lease on a couple of girls few years back. thank you very much other other step parents here any other broken homes? few? go ahead you were able to come out where’s the where’s the step that out somebody raise your hand your stepdad right back there thing i said raise your hand you clap i mean yeah still appreciate. how many stuff kids you have sir one grand you are you and your wife gonna have more do you think got one on the way congratulations good for you is that amazing it’s amazing. i think that’s fun i would love to have more — i would love to have more enough i would probably love him more than the old ones do you think that that would be true i mean probably. of course not on purpose, of course you would do your best to love them exactly the same. and they would never even know unless they watch this special.
i would do my best to love them exactly the same we’re just admitting that i’m a human and there’s a small chance that i would love the new ones more and there’s nothing that i could do about it. and for those of you looking at me being judgmental right now, why don’t you pretend for a moment do you spent your whole life wanting to have a boat you wanted to grow up and be a boat owner and then one year you married someone the had a boat it was everything you thought it was gonna be when you loved that boat and you helped take care of it and then the next year you made your own boat using nothing by your genitals. which one are you gonna be more excited about? it’s all i’m trying to say it’s not i don’t i don’t even think it makes you a bad person i think is just a pride of workmanship, i think.” enjoy by sv
The West Bank: Last Week Tonight with John Oliver (HBO)
if you were told this is a one sided fight, don’t shoot john oliver, hes only telling the truth.
palestinians live in 2 areas one is gaza and the other the west bank, both are under the israeli thumb – by now we all now know and have seen how life in gaza is. here’s how the “better behaved – lucky palestinians” live in the west bank. click here if vid is missing
ben & jerrys founders : ben cohen and jerry greenfield stopped the sale of their ice cream in the israeli occupied territories before unilever changed that
john oliver discusses how the west bank settlements (israeli enclaves in palestinian west bank area) came to be, what their presence there means for everyone in the region, and why the weight of the world rests squarely on the shoulders of ben & jerry’s. good one john. by xy
 — see more of this on tomorrow started blog){kind=link}
David Lynch Loves Litho
david lynch loves lithography, we love that he does.
here’s a short film he shot of the paris atelier where he makes his work ,and where so many other artists pass through to make their work. a magical place if there ever was one. on the bucket list to see it in person.
we’ll take an office trip one day. see what they think of our idea to put all our butts on a stone. by lsd
2023 | Year In Review | what we did
it’s important to take stock of this past year. a lot happened. here at tomorrow started i’ve taken it upon myself to present some of the more important and notable moments of the year 2023.
good riddance, as they say ( i quite liked it personally )
we rekindled our intimacy with ourselves after a difficult few years
we made time to be with each other
but also look after our needs
there were things none of us had ever seen, we all had to look
some of us opened our homes (and hearts) to newcomers
we took our physical health very seriously
and when that didn’t work, we minded our mental well-being
but more than anything, we had a blast!
hey – see you next year 😉 by lsd
Notre dame de paris | Collapsed Crane | 籠屋 | something that lasts
carry into the future something that lasts. like accidents, disasters, and cruelty do.
there too – i think about lean-ness and efficiency. desire to cut down ever-further toward a solid hardened state. confusing venture, no less impossible and vile.
little left but to take away is an irredeemable position. i wish no more. i take all. once it is mine. i surely dream.
they were just constantly flying in circles.
constantly flying in huge circles.
(laurie anderson, the beginning of memory)
what about the ten thousand year clock, or the pyramids of germany, the practice of caving. these mass projects of human dominance, in which we take into the unknown (profound or unfounded) the meager seed of our ingenuity. keep mine my own. let it be said that i was there once. such and such. as it were.
if we fit everyone in – just how much could we think, together? the box in the home becomes the home. and what if we stopped living entirely? i was recently told about tangential metamorphosis – how i could no longer be human only without transformation – a neutered permanent alter-state. conniptive reluctance. trespassing human crowding by removing ourselves from humanity.
and if it all went ahead, and then came to an end? do we have the chance to really see it through? lines drawn like aching joints do. by lsd
Ceaseless | Placeness | Tigress | Abscess
coming up with these, double television has the feeling covered
little left to do but make them.
all new york stories, all made up, all happening. for all time. to return to. stop me. by lsd
Guilt Ridden | As it was | Tangle-drain
drawing around to rediscovery. trying to legitimize a known document, or maybe revel in its acknowledgment that extends past those it concerns. that it would be truer then if others agreed. it could congregate so sweetly i would think, cemented as having happened were a record be made easily available to the document in front of us. at once great, and so always so.
then how disappointing to find no such thing. at a grasp only closed doors, something not so quite itself since it lacks the exact piece that makes it whole. that is, the one sought after. burning hay stack like upheaval. nestling itself in disbelief is also anxiety. that we cannot trust our senses, they are unfulfilled by the realization of our mind – nowhere else but here is this true. fact only in presence. the skeptics worst nightmare. do without them, i whisper. then what. you know. such conversation would surely liberate even the most stubborn of grievers.
and i had a lovely evening. i spent it in friendly company. testing each other out – digging deeper outward, and so, in the most revered sense, inward. it could have lasted a second, or kept going into further eternity, without changing its effect. it was perfect. i’m happy to share with others in this solace – that hidden, protected, room. it becomes so much more that way, i think.
and it’ll keep happening for a long while, at least. by lsd
i had to do it to them
we talk about constraints as shape-potential here. we think about what we make, especially when it’s given to us – in a sense. i never wonder about what i don’t do, only what’s yet to be done. so, yesterday i received a package from my printer, and after many mishandled attempts they’ve finally gotten it right. the result speaks for itself. i get to look at my shelf and see the work accomplished so far, with immense pride. it was at one point reviewed by the boss and some crucial feedback led me to tighten my systems down. it pays off i heard. it payed off. breaking into runways. carefully carving the embankment and seeing the stream take shape. managing the estuaries. such and such.
i’m starting a whole new dostoïevski and raking in my good boy points by dutifully tending to my work. so leave me alone. i can’t stand this time you draw for me, let me asphyxiate in my own routine. i’m in full discovery-mode, collection-mode. i got stuff to put away neatly, you’ll see it soon. such and such.
lots of rambling. lots missing here that i’m not saying. but it’s a greater urge than discipline so i ought to leave it here. by lsd
serena williams vs john mcenroe
japanese haitian naomi osaka
something stinks in here!
the irony of it all: at the billie jean king national tennis center
serena williams argues with the chair umpire during the match against neomi osaka at the womens 2018 final in US open.
john mcenroe known for his well tempered manners, gestures angrily at empire joey lessing during a match in new york in 1980 (aka mcenroe pissed!)
lovely naomi osaka wins in not the most idyllic of settings…
at least somebody is happy! not that mcenroe had nice words for serenas game – not if she was to face a male tennis player… let’s make that movie again.
Ill let you all go to town on this. i’m split. rules are rules, you can argue them, try to change them, but while they are there deal with them. then again john and hi boyfriends before serena surely put up a fight much louder and more out of line than her. i was first taking sides with serena but only to be convinced of some doubt otherwise by my female friends!!! you guys duke it over. its a silly social thing… by ac
