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Barbie Swiss Army knife
08:09 am



American parents have become increasingly nervous about sharp objects over the generations, and I think it’s time the culture eased up a bit. I’m not saying toddlers should be wielding machetes (although that is totally a thing in quite a few cultures), but a simple pocket knife was a pretty significant part of my own childhood (even if its actual use was limited to absentmindedly whittling sticks to points). At the same time, there are aspects of more traditionally “girly” toys that I think are great too, so why not combine them in one handy-dandy multi-tool/toy? Behold, the DIY Barbie Swiss Army knife, brought to you by Instructables user Mikeasaurus, who says of his unholy union:

Empower young girls to expand their horizons beyond playing with stereotypical gender reinforcing toys by combining a everyone’s favourite pink girl-centric doll with something a little stabby.

A multi-tool is hidden inside the torso of the Barbie, where the blades can be pulled out from a slit in her side. The body also separates at the waist to reveal a screwdriver hidden in the legs. The two halves of this doll are connected by magnets, so she holds together when fully assembled. Barbie never looked so good!

I doubt these are actually particularly safe for kids—a knife mounted in a doll’s abdomen is probably a bit less stable (and therefore more dangerous) than the knife alone, but it’s so darn cute and creepy, I may just have to make one to keep in my purse. You know… for protection.

Via Instructables

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‘Why don’t you love me?’ Teddy Ruxpin speaks your social media emotions
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Teddy Ruxpin
You know what I remember about the 80’s? Not a lot. And the things I do remember I generally dismiss as useless, with some exceptions. Like the time I decided to put an actual cassette tape (it was Blizzard of Ozz in case you were wondering) in the back of a Teddy Ruxpin that belonged to a kid I used to babysit. Those were good times.
TED interactive exhibit
Back in 2012, artist Sean Hathaway created an interactive installation called “T.E.D.” (Transformations, Emotional Deconstruction) that featured 80 Teddy Ruxpins hanging from a wall that seamlessly culled 24 different human emotions that were expressed through social media. According to Hathaway, the installation was kind of like “taking the collective emotional pulse of the Internet.” The speech that flows from the Teddy is accompanied by music composed by Portland-based musician, Carlos Severe Marcelin. The dreamy, sometimes creepy and often sad video from the installation that may ruin your childhood (in case someone hasn’t done that for you already), follows.

“T.E.D.” or Transformations, Emotional Deconstruction interactive exhibit

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‘In Heaven’: The Lady in the Radiator from ‘Eraserhead’ live in concert
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Welcome to Twin Peaks has just announced that Laurel Near, the dream-haunting Lady in the Radiator from David Lynch’s debut feature Eraserhead, will perform her character’s signature song “In Heaven” in Philadelphia, as part of PhilaMOCA‘s annual Eraserhood Forever Lynch tribute. The event is being held on Saturday, October 3rd.

The Lady In The Radiator from Eraserhead, Laurel Near, is set to perform Peter Ivers’ haunting “In Heaven” song LIVE at PhilaMOCA‘s 4th annual David Lynch celebration, Eraserhood Forever. The event space is a former tombstone and mausoleum showroom located right in the middle of the neighborhood that inspired David Lynch for his first feature as he lived there across the old city morgue on 13th and Wood. To make it even more otherworldly, the actress/singer will be backed by the Divine Hand Ensemble, an enchanting chamber orchestra led by Mano Divina on theremin.


Eraserhood Forever is becoming quite the large event—a call for artists was recently issued for a related art exhibit, and the full lineup includes Lynch-themed bands, audiovisual works, DJ sets, and even Lynchian burlesque which could either be the hottest or most terrifying thing ever.

Here’s the song. If you’re totally unfamiliar with Eraserhead, this is going to seem utterly baffling and nightmarish. Don’t worry, I’ve seen it a zillion times and it’s still baffling and nightmarish to me, too. This is actually quite calming compared to her OTHER scene.

And for no other reason than that it’s awesome, here’s the Pixies’ cover of the song.

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Artist creates hyperrealistic sculptures of LA gang members as skin-rugs
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Check out artist Renato Garza Cervera‘s super-disturbing series “Of Genuine Contemporary Beast.” Cervera created sculptures depicting L.A. gang members as rugs, complete with the hokey feral faces a taxidermist would give a tiger or bearskin. If you’re revolted by such a racist and inhumane depiction of dead young men, congratulations—that’s the intended effect; Cervera’s work is supposed to produce discomfort with blatant dehumanization.

Societies always invent new beasts in order to make others responsible for their problems, to express their fears and to invent them a new cover. Mass media play a very important role on this world-wide scapegoating process, by presenting some minorities as uncapable of thinking or feeling, delayed and dispensable people.

The startling detail in the tattoos and skin of each sculpture—right down to their anuses—contrasts so intensely with the uniformity of their faces; the effect is the kind of uncanny creepiness that inspires nightmares.


More of these creepy and provocative artworks after the jump…...

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Move over, Naked Cowboy! There’s another New Yorker showing off his butt
10:23 am



Photo: Don Stahl
I’ve lived in or near New York City for virtually my entire life. One of the challenges of living in a city as fiercely romanticized and idealized as New York is finding that little bit of the city that hasn’t been defined to death already—it’s so easy to fall into the trap of saying, “This cupcake shop is really cool because Lou Reed used to shoot up around the corner!” And yet the city is always rapidly changing, so the dynamic you may have craved from even just ten or fifteen years ago might already be long gone, even as it shapes your current expectations.

One of the many things I love about “Levenbutt,” Jeremy Levenbach’s whimsical series of Instagram city scenes—in which he appears naked, with his back to the camera—is that it captures a New York I can really relate to, whether it’s the Astor Place cube or the familiar facade of Pearl Paint on Canal Street or the bizarre, monolithic blue Ikea premises in Red Hook. (You have no idea how strong the instinct is to use the word “selfie” above—but clearly, it would be quite strange if any of them were selfies!)

I’ve known Jeremy for nearly a decade; for most of that time he has been the booker for the city’s best latenight standup showcase (when Aziz Ansari and his Human Giant collaborators were hosting it, it was called Crash Test; when Leo Allen took it over around 2008, it became Whiplash; there was also a transitional show called Cavalcade). As a regular attendee in the intimate Upright Citizens Brigade Theater most Monday nights for several years, I got to know Jeremy a little bit, and he remains one of my favorite people in New York, invariably good-natured and contributing to the city in a singular way—actually, multiple singular ways, if that makes any sense.

A little bit after we became Facebook friends, Jeremy started posting these occasional pics of himself standing naked, facing away from the camera, in some familiar NYC location. He would tag these images “Levenbutt,” and they’ve enhanced my Facebook feed for the last several years.

For me the Levenbutt pictures work precisely because they’re not sexualized; they’re absurd and deadpan. Naturally they also acquire a good deal of their impact from what one might call stunt value: “Did that guy really go into that intersection and stand there?” etc. It’s always more interesting to watch people doing something you would never do.

The other day there was a good piece about Jeremy’s “Levenbutt” project in Joanna Goddard’s blog Cup of Jo, complete with an interview that is far more thorough than anything I could muster—I recommend checking it out if this post intrigues. Here’s my favorite bit from that post, something that photographers the world over would probably instantly understand—Jeremy’s comments on how his own mental attitude affects the, ah, visual appearance of his cheeks: “The average time is about 20 to 40 seconds while I’m standing there naked. That’s when you feel really vulnerable. I do one of those 100-yard stares. I’ve noticed if I’m tense, my butt cheeks do a weird thing. I need to relax and everything kind of loosens up.”

Jeremy was kind enough to take a little time to discuss the Levenbutt project for DM.

The main thing I was curious about was whether Jeremy had in some cases used any unseen clothing on his frontal side—he insisted that well, “naked” means “naked”: “Yes, 100% naked. Generally my clothes are thrown just out of frame or stashed behind objects.”

I was especially taken with the picture in which he is standing next to the beekeeper, and asked him if he had gotten stung that day. He replied,

Nope, the beekeeper was someone I met briefly at Smorgasburg. She’s Dutch and was totally into the idea. We (photog Christian Torres) met Marleen in Queens at a public city garden that she had taken conservatorship over. I was expecting/dreading getting stung, but I didn’t get a single angry bee. Marleen said, in her accent, “My bees must like you!”

One of my favorite pics is the one of Jeremy standing in the middle of oncoming traffic. I mistakenly identified it as one of the avenues on the East Side, but two-way North-South thoroughfares without an island in the middle aren’t very common in Manhattan. It turns out it was 42nd Street near 2nd Avenue. I was glad to hear that it’s one of Jeremy’s favorites as well:

That shot was taken from the Tudor City overpass. It was the idea of my photographer, Benjamin Joseph Mistak. We planned on (and shot) at the Flatiron building, and Ben suggested we do a shot from the “place where all those people take Manhattanhenge photos.”

Photos where I’m far away from my photographer are always the scariest (and Ben was really far away up on the walkway) because to anyone who walks by, I’m not some weirdo taking a dumb art photo, I’m some lunatic that is just standing around (in the middle of traffic, in this case) naked.

There’s a black SUV in the lane that I’m standing in, it got to that shaft of light (maybe 20-30 ft from me) , before I ran back to the sidewalk. We also did that shot twice, because the first time I was standing in the middle of the street, legs on straddling the traffic lines, it looked cool, but the yellow lines were too similar in tone to my body.

Jeremy’s role as NYC’s top alt-comic impresario gives him access to some of the most successful touring comedians, a few of whom have been incorporated into the project. We’ve included a picture that includes Zach Galifianakis here, but Aziz Ansari, Bob Odenkirk, and Pete Holmes have also been roped in. Not one to stick rigorously to the core idea just because that’s what a big fancy artiste might do, Jeremy has also included whimsical artworks that are consistent with the Levenbutt project, as for instance this lovely drawing of Levenbutt perched on a giant Valkyrie by Matteo Lane or this funny appropriation of the New Yorker’s Cartoon Caption Contest.

Jeremy’s a little worried that Instagram is going to shut down his account, but so far they’ve been a good sport about it. Here’s a little gallery of Levenbutt highlights, but you should check out the original feed for yourself, there are tons of great ones I didn’t include.

Photo: Benjamin Joseph Mistak

Photo: Benjamin Joseph Mistak

Photo: Christian Torres
More excellent Levenbutt pics after the jump…...


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Glorious, gory & (sometimes) goofy foreign film posters for horror films of the 1960s and 1970s
07:40 am



The Giant Spider Invasion (Japan)
The Giant Spider Invasion (Japan). Based on the low-budget 1975 film produced by Transcentury Pictures, directed by Bill Rebane
As a huge fan of horror films, especially those of the vintage variety, I really enjoyed pulling together this post that features foreign-made film posters advertising various horror films from the 1960s and 1970s.
Suspiria movie poster (Italy)
Suspiria (1977) movie poster (Italy)
The best thing about movie posters made for consumption outside the U.S. is that they are so much more adventurous. Few of these posters would have ever seen the light of day in a U.S. theater lobby due to their their liberal use of unorthodox imagery and nudity. Some of what follows may be considered NSFW—which is precisely why you MUST see them!
The Exorcist movie poster (Turkey)
The Exorcist (1973) movie poster (Turkey)
Dracula AD movie poster (Italy)
Dracula A.D. (1972, Hammer Films) movie poster (Italy)
More of these marvelous posters after the jump…...

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Antisocial skate decks fit for the coming apocalypse
07:33 am



Black Metal Chicks skate deck series
“Black Metal Chicks” skate decks (art by Ben Horton)
Pro skateboarders Jon Allie, Jon Goemann, Matt Mumford and Anthony Schultz are a few of the masterminds behind a series of skateboard decks decorated with in-your-face dystopian commentary and images. And I can’t get enough of them.
Antisocial skate decks
Working with Slave Skateboards (styled as $LAVE, a division of Black Box Distribution), each of the pro skaters contributed designs, to different collections over the last few years, and they are really something to behold in all their antisocial glory. In an interview with Thrasher Magazine back in 2010, Allie was asked about his widely perceived “negativity” and had this to say in response:

Yeah. I get that, but I guess I’m too straightforward. There was a time when 
I was probably a little too negative, but that was when I was younger. Fuck. I’m tough on myself, too. The negative comes out and I probably look like I’m being too negative. I have a really dry sense of humor. I laugh. All my friends know. But people who don’t know me are probably thinking, “What the fuck’s wrong with this guy?

Looking at the decks that follow, it’s not hard to conceive that a bit of negative energy was expressed during the creative process. But that is what makes them so fucking great. So strap on your helmet, it’s going to be a bumpy, slightly NSFW, ride.
Pet Peeve skate deck series
“Pet Peeve” skate deck series (art by Ben Horton)
End of the World skate deck
“End of the World” skate deck
Warmonger skate deck
“Warmonger” skate deck (featuring the infamous mug of Former Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld)
Sharing is Caring skate deck (From the
“Sharing is Caring” skate deck (from the “Helping Hand” series)
Always try to make new friends skate deck (from the
“Always try to make new friends” skate deck (from the “Helping Hand” series)
If you can't Beat them Join Them skate deck (From the
“If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em” skate deck (from the “Helping Hand” series)
A Good Citizen pays his debts skate deck (from the
“A Good Citizen pays his debts” skate deck (from the “Helping Hand” series)
Works well with others skate deck (from the
“Works well with others” skate deck (from the “Helping Hand” series)



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‘Living sculptures’ of world leaders, artists, and other wackos
07:46 am

Pop Culture


Andy Warhol living sculpture
Andy Warhol “living sculpture”
Valencia, Spain-based artist Marie-Lou Desmeules is a self taught sculptor whose art consists of creating “live sculptures” using real human models as her “base.” That’s right, underneath every one of these creations is a living, breathing human being who had to endure an arduous makeup lasting probably hours.
Silvio Berlusconi as Ronald McDonald living sculpture
Former Prime Minister of Italy, Silvio Berlusconi as Ronald McDonald
Desmeules has described her art as a form of “surgery” that does not require invasive scalpels or lasers, just massive layers of acrylic paint, plastic, paper and hair. Upon viewing Desmeules’ finished product, one might be inclined to assume it was created at an LSD-induced papier-mâché party.

Desmeules’ intention was to have people consider what really constitutes “beauty” in our current perfection-obsessed society; she is also interested in the expansion of recognized gender roles. More images from Desmeules eye-popping work follows, as well as a time-lapse video of her creating a “living sculpture” of Andy Warhol.
Hulk Hogan living sculpture
Hulk Hogan
Lots more amazing “living sculptures” after the jump…...

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The Pantone Cafe, for the designer dork inside us all
11:23 am



A café that organizes its offerings according to the Pantone color?  Yeah, it does seem like Monaco would be the kind of place where that could happen.

The Grimaldi Forum is a conference and congress center on Larvotto, the beach that dominates the northern section of Monaco.

On its website there is an oddly incomplete message that runs as follows: “Pantone Café, pour en voir de toutes les couleurs! C’est le bar de l’été au Grimaldi Forum… Venez vous rafraichir sous la pergola extérieure ou sous la grande verrière!”

Which more or less means: “Pantone Café, so you can see all the colors! This is the bar of the summer at the Grimaldi Forum ... Come refresh yourself in the outdoor pergola or under the glass roof!”

If you’re in Europe, hop on your #14-4809 Vespa and ride on over there for a delicious Tomato Red Mozza White #18-1660 sandwich or a Vibrant Orange #16-1364 juice!








via Internet Magic.

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Macabre masterpieces: Art exhibition celebrates the life and career of Vincent Price
07:49 am




A. Nancy Cintron, “Programmed for Love & Destruction”
The Good Goat Gallery in Lakewood, Ohio, has decided to use the summer of 2015 to celebrate one of the finest actors in the sci-fi/horror pantheon (and a longtime DM favorite), the utterly ineffable Vincent Price. The modest storefront art space has mounted an exhibition of paintings inspired by Price’s life and career; the title of the show is “Six Degrees of Vincent,” and it is currently open for viewing on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday afternoons until August 29.

The gallery and the exhibition are the brainchild of A. Nancy Cintron, an artist whose paintings address topics from popular culture in amusing ways. “Six Degrees of Vincent” contains roughly 40 works of art, virtually all of which actually feature Price as a subject. Technicolor Vincent, black-and-white Vincent, campy Vincent, forbidding Vincent, interpreter of Poe Vincent…. so many representations of Vincent, all executed with noticeable skill and (far more important) evident affection and admiration for the actor’s work and unusual persona.

Posted on the wall near the entryway to the show is a statement from Cintron that reads as follows:

English was my second language … I actually learned it from watching a lot of television. Unfortunately, I was raised on incredibly raunchy comedy shows, hence my gravitational pull towards the perverse and the absurd. Vincent Price’s Doctor Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine was right up my alley. Although I have always preferred his classy macabre films, I have very much appreciated his ridiculous role as Doctor Goldfoot.

I have visited the exhibition twice, and on both occasions I had an extended discussion with Cintron. The gallery has a room that is not connected to the Vincent Price exhibition with a bewildering variety of works from multiple artists operating in an intriguing, whimsical, and macabre zone reminiscent of Tim Burton, Edward Gorey, Tara McPherson, etc. The Mexican tradition of Día de Muertos also serves as an inspiration for some of the artists.

Cintron’s enthusiasm for Vincent Price is obviously shared by the artists who have contributed works to the show, and she has somehow encouraged the painters to think outside the box when it comes to approaching the canvas mounted on the wall (although that may have been their idea all along, of course). In other words, a good many of the artworks have a 3-D component or combine sculptural elements in ways that bear some resemblance to the diorama or the puppet show. Indeed, one of Cintron’s own Price-inspired creations, “Product of My Warped & Twisted Genius,” features a knob that juts through the surface of the canvas with which the viewer can manipulate a music box—remarkably, it is not the only piece in the show that incorporates a music box.

As the statement above indicates, Cintron’s several works in the show focus on a 1965 movie of Price’s called Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine and its sequel, Dr. Goldfoot and the Girl Bombs, which came out in 1966. From the looks of Cintron’s work, the movie is a goddamn pip.

The artists represented in the show come from locales such as Mexico, France, Italy, and England, as well as less remote hubs of artistic activity such as Dayton and Cleveland (the latter of which which borders Lakewood). Victoria Price, the daughter of Vincent Price, has helped oversee the show, part of the proceeds of which will be donated to a scholarship foundation dedicated to the macabre master.

Cintron noted with some satisfaction that a remarkably high percentage of the depictions of Vincent Price in the exhibition (of which only a handful are shown here) featured Price’s trademark cocked eyebrow—proof enough that the artists aren’t kidding about the fervency of their ardor for the actor’s work.

On Friday, August 28, there is a reception to mark the end of the exhibition, which may find itself in such far-flung places as Los Angeles or Australia in the not-too-distant future.

Some of the works below can be viewed in greater detail by clicking on them.

A. Nancy Cintron, “Product of My Warped & Twisted Genius”
More delightful paintings of Vincent Price after the jump…..

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